Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz

Chapter 13 Elm Smith, Her Worst Nemesis!

School at Petalburg started a little later than usual, at nine in the morning.

Eileen walked to her classroom. She looked at the classmates around her, and realized that she only knew a few of their names.

The bell rang, and Eileen got into her seat.

Just as she had sat down, Eileen saw a few students looking her way.

Some of them were murmuring, “That’s Elm’s seat. She’s got some nerve, sitting there!”

“Has she lost her mind after being sick for just a few days?”

What? Elm?

Eileen looked down at her desk. It was clean and neat, without a single book in sight. She got to her feet at once. How could this be Elm’s seat? She had always sat in the second to last row!

Right?

Right on cue, Elm appeared at the door. His uniform was draped loosely on his, his tie askew and his bag slung over one shoulder. He was staring at Eileen coldly, grinding his teeth. It made Eileen’s hair stand.

There were two of his loyal sidekicks right behind him, Charlie Good and Albert Roberts.

Smith, her worst

rascal no one dared to mess

conversation with him, their only interactions consisting of Elm talking to her

Elm simply did not like Eileen. Yes, it

pointing at a seat by the window, and realized that the classroom had swapped the seats during the time she

breath, walking to her proper seat.

He walked up to his desk, kicking it to the corner in one swift move. The

in class got a fright from the noise, some of the classmates around becoming unwilling victims as

you going now?”

He just doesn’t want to see

to god, I’ll be the first to put out a warrant for your family when I’ve graduated. You and that good-for-nothing dad of yours will be in jail before

haughtily as he spoke.

her eyes, looking the two boys up

because his father was chief of the CIA. This man was a terrifying force, even Will preferred to stay

a family of lawyers. His father was the

two were a nightmare to

confidently instead. “Good speech, very righteous! I think Will Swan is a good-for-nothing as well. I hope you get it done

He pointed at Eileen, unable to say

missing from sight, and yanked