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.

defend herself,

day,

was walking alone to the cafeteria, surrounded by people chatting and

I whispered when I accidentally bumped into a

uniform, but the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. He looked like he was in senior high, which

to the floor when I saw the sharpness of his

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

shiny, expensive-looking shoes. Mine, by comparison, looked like

not have eyes?" he asked coldly,

replied curtly, still

dollars. Why would someone like him

face toward him. "I'm talking

I slapped his hand away and took a step back, trembling. Why was this stranger grabbing my face? And why would someone who looked so wealthy bother with someone like

watched

were no

this?" He stepped closer, gripping my wrist so I couldn't

he shook his

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

low and threatening. "The prince who'll pull you out

"Sapphire!"

now standing in front of me. Thankfully, I

smirked at my shocked expression. I lowered my hand, placing one leg

What

what if I break your bones, like you always do?" she retorted with a laugh. "Kidding aside, who

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

she suddenly so talkative? Did the car explosion shake her

hands. I opened the door to leave. "Oh my god,

going home. Is someone available to drive me?" I

be disgusted, knowing I'd killed-or tried to kill-someone at such a young

judgment, she

drive me home, Evangeline?" I asked again because it seems like she was

"Me."