Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 132: The Truth

They could've gotten someone to act like Ash. Many people have the power to do that; Simon, Silver, or even the politicians Senator Windwood last spoke with. There are so many possibilities, and I need to eliminate some of them.

When I saw my car in the parking lot, I immediately walked toward it. I was about to get inside when I stopped.

Once again, I saw a white broken vase in front of the car door. It's the same flower vase the impostor threw at me at the Coleman mansion.

Everything I thought earlier was wrong. The impostor wasn't acting on someone's command. Maybe they have a personal goal to achieve with me. But why me?

I was lost in thought until I noticed a small piece of paper attached to the vase. I picked it up and read it.

[Do you know the symbolism of a broken vase, honey?]

That was the first sentence of the letter. I raised an eyebrow before continuing to read.

[No matter how many times you tell yourself you're strong and stable, you're still the same Sapphire I knew. Fragile, vulnerable, and that scared little puppy who begged me to save your life in the past.] What?

[Stop pretending you can escape me. You belong with me, and you know it. It's time to end this game and take the journey I've planned for us. I am your everything-your master, your salvation.] [I'm giving you one last chance. Don't make me regret it.]

As I finished reading that worthless letter, I didn't hesitate to crumple it, tear it into pieces, and throw it away.

But even that wasn't enough for me. I smashed the paper on the ground and stomped on every piece of it. The torn pieces scattered across the floor, but I didn't stop stomping until I got tired. Only then did I calm down... a little.

My rational thoughts were gone. I didn't care if there were other clues I could've gotten from that paper. I didn't even care about the paper, the handwriting, or when the letter was written. All I wanted was to get it out of my sight.

I wanted to erase from my mind everything I had read. That letter triggered memories I had tried so hard to bury.

a loser, a pathetic, weak bitch... when everyone gaslit my emotions as if I were a rock incapable of feeling

time when people didn't respect boundaries and

"Fuck!"

the wall,

be a coward!

entirely sure, but I could feel it. This is

constantly monitor them on my CCTV. I always sigh in relief when I see them playing at home, but that doesn't mean my anxiety fades away. As long as this person is here and disrupting my life, I will never have peace. That's why

what this person is doing to my life. I

my

compartment. "Stop these games. We're not children. Show yourself and

could hear it reverberating back to me, filling every corner

because there weren't many

a few lights and parked cars. I didn't know what kind

because someone had managed to sneak in and

spoke again,

to face

whenever he had the chance, but I chose to ignore him. Not once

truth about

was pulled back to reality when my phone rang. It was another

I already knew

glanced around before answering the

playing?" the voice greeted me. "This is who I am.

clenched my fists as my breathing grew heavier.

I