Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 140: Drive Me Home

Is it really that hard to find... or is she just not doing her best?

"Hey, don't think like that. Tanner's just insanely good at what he does. That's why I insisted on hiring him, no matter what," Evangeline explained, lightly tapping my uninjured shoulder. "Kesha's still great at computer stuff, too." I nodded absentmindedly and returned to my thoughts, recalling the text message someone sent me earlier.

Should I meet with him? Should I ask what he wants? Should I confront him?

But deep down, I was scared of his answers. If it's really him... I'd understand why he'd want revenge.

He must think I tried to kill him, even though it was self-defense on my part.

"Do you have any idea who it might be?" Evangeline asked seriously.

I nodded. "I do. But he's supposed to be dead."

He should be dead. I saw him die that night.

She raised an eyebrow, staring at me, as if waiting for me to elaborate.

"I... I don't really know him," I admitted quietly, a memory from my past flashing in my mind-one I'd rather forget. "But every time I saw him, he'd tell me to call him 'Prince.""

I met him back in high school when people used to bully and ridicule me, even though I hadn't done anything to them.

That was when I was weak-when I tried to suppress my feelings and endure their cruelty.

"Aw, look at her! No lunch money again!"

"Not only are you unloved by your parents, but you're also broke. You're disgusting!"

"Don't befriend her, okay? If you talk to her, we'll ignore you too!"

I couldn't make friends. Anyone who tried to approach me was immediately targeted. I spent my junior high school years completely alone.

It made me sad at first, but over time, I got used to it. I accepted that no one would stand up for me but myself.

mother couldn't defend herself, so

day,

was walking alone to the cafeteria, surrounded by people

I whispered when I accidentally bumped

looked like he was in senior high, which made me frown since this cafeteria was for junior high students. They had their

but quickly returned to the floor when I saw the sharpness of his

but I could tell he was popular. Everyone in the room

his shiny, expensive-looking shoes. Mine, by

asked coldly, his deep voice sending chills down

replied curtly, still staring at

they must've cost thousands of dollars.

at me." His icy hands grabbed my jaw, tilting my face toward him. "I'm talking to you. Look me in

back, trembling. Why was this stranger grabbing my face?

as he watched my reaction. My heart pounded in

were no

about this?" He stepped closer, gripping my wrist so I couldn't escape. "I'm

back, but he shook his head, leaning

daggers at me. Couldn't they see I wasn't the one

'Prince," he whispered, his voice low and threatening. "The prince who'll pull

"Sapphire!"

was now standing in front of me. Thankfully, I caught myself in time, stopping my fist just

flinch. Instead, she smirked at my shocked expression. I lowered my hand, placing one leg over

What if I actually

with a laugh. "Kidding aside, who were you

I stood and headed for the door. My thoughts were more chaotic

Did the car explosion shake her

covering her mouth with both hands. I opened the door to

Is someone available to drive

I'd killed-or tried to

instead of judgment,

because it seems like she was lost in

"Me."