No longer a pushover

Chapter 255

"My baby daughter, what's the matter?"

Xenia gripped the phone and made her request. "I need you to help me destroy a piece of surveillance footage. Go to the police station and steal it."

"Did you leave behind any evidence? I can help you, but you blocked me last time, and that really hurt."

"Enough with the talk! Help me this one time, and I won't block you again. I'll make sure you get something out of it."

Xenia was desperate. The only person she could think of was this man who claimed to be her father, though his background remained unclear.

It didn't matter if he was truly her father-if he could help her, then she'd use him. "No problem. I'll take care of it."

The call ended, and Xenia immediately deleted the call history.

She checked on Frank's breathing, then quickly dialed Donovan's number. Her voice was laced with fake sobs. "Donovan, something bad happened to Frank!"

"What happened? Don't cry, calm down."

"Frank came to check on Noelle earlier, asking about her at school. They got into an argument, and Frank fainted from anger. What should I do?"

on the other end of

turned sharp. "Call 911 first, and give me

away the tears from the corners of

at Frank, a mocking

the video was destroyed, no one would believe anything Frank said. After all, Donovan still hated Noelle and would only believe her side of

Noelle was at the police station with

good mood. She glanced around at the car they were in. "You got a new car? It's different from the one

"It's a friend's car."

been doing since you arrived in Yasnia? You

steering wheel as he gave a vague

"Why not?"

a little pleased to hear his response. Her mood shifted, becoming

cleared his throat. "Do I need

for example, have you fallen for someone else, suddenly thinking other girls are good too? After all, there

the air, her gaze drifting as she realized she

she and Cedric had grown closer, though they hadn't taken that final step. She had even secretly touched his firm abs. He might appear lean, but without clothes,

at a red light, he turned to look at her. Her pale skin, almond-shaped eyes