Chapter 4

“Get in the car.”

Calista stared at Ken, bewildered. “Why are you here?”

His brows furrowed in irritation. “You pushed Viola down yesterday and ruined her dress today. Don’t you think you owe her an apology?”

“I never pushed her, and I didn’t ruin any dress. Stop accusing me!” She turned to leave, but Ken caught her arm roughly. He froze when he noticed the bruises marking her delicate skin.

“What happened to your arm?”

Calista felt tears threatening to spill. “Don’t you already know?” she asked softly.

Discomfort flickered across Ken’s face before his expression hardened. “You’ve become quite manipulative,” he said coldly. “Would you really hurt yourself just to frame Viola?”

deep. “After all these years, Ken, is that really who

his tone. “It’s just an

not

threw a

“What is this?”

She can’t attend the party now,” he said icily. “Clean it, and I’ll leave you alone.”

was splattered with bright paint–clearly intentional, but not

this, and I won’t clean it.”

moral compass!” His fists clenched as disappointment flickered in his eyes. “If you don’t clean this dress, I’ll throw your

by lightning. She

was my mother’s…” Her voice quivered. “How could

instinctively reached out to wipe them away, but Calista flinched back. His hand hung awkwardly in the air before dropping.

to be,” he said. “Clean the dress, and you’ll get your luck charm back. This dress means everything to Viola. Try to understand her

you really need to humiliate me

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