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Chapter 93: Done With The Pretense

Eliana sat in her car, parked a little away from the gate of Stefan’s estate. Her hands tapped lightly on the steering wheel as she stared at the house in the distance. She had been sitting there for a while, not ready to drive off just yet.

She’d wanted to leave right after the episode in Stefan’s house but she’d been unable to leave, her mind still stuck on the events.

Stefan had kicked her out. No warning, no chance to explain. Just cold, hard rejection without even listening much to her after all the effort she’d put into getting that opportunity to speak to him.

She wouldn’t give up just like that. Never. Her efforts wouldn’t go to waste and she’d make sure to carry out her plan and succeed at it whether Stefan liked it or not. She’d think of what to do and how to get Stefan close even if it meant drugging him just like Ivy had planned. And Ivy?

Her lips pressed into a tight line. So, Ivy now knew everything.

She exhaled, the breath shaky but not from regret. Not even from fear or guilt. If anything, it was relief.

"Good," she muttered under her breath, flipping her hair over one shoulder. "I’m glad she knows now."

She was tired of the act—tired of pretending to like that overbearing, self-righteous girl. Ivy Quinn had always walked around like she owned the world just because Stefan loved her. Even when she abandoned him, even when she disappeared, everyone still looked at her like she was some kind of victim.

Eliana rolled her eyes. "Please."

She had only stayed on Ivy’s good side for one reason—what she benefited from her which logically was from Stefan. Being close to Ivy meant recieving all the good things. But now?

The gloves were off. Ivy was no longer in favor with Stefan and he would in no time divorce her so why still suck up to her? It was best to get the good life direct from the source which was Stefan and now, Ivy knew that plan, and the pretense was over.

didn’t care anymore. She could be herself now—clever, charming, and undeniably more deserving of Stefan since she was someone entirely new. It was an

and think her next step, Stefan’s sleek black car eased down the driveway

as he drove off. She waited a few seconds, then started

was he going? It was getting

heading somewhere private. Somewhere he thought no one would

thought, turning on the car’s engine. Why wouldn’t he leave after that episode?

a sign that fate was definitely on

got on the road and followed him

a luxurious hotel nestled just off the highway—one of the most exclusive

few minutes—enough time for him to reach his room—before she stepped out of

up politely

her hands on the counter. "I was hoping to get the room number for a guest who just

but we can’t give out room numbers without

smile. "But it’s actually his birthday, and I’m here

receptionist hesitated, her fingers pausing above

small surprise. I’m not dangerous, I promise. I mean, what harm can a woman like me bring to such a man? I promise you,

the receptionist sighed. "He’s in the ensuite room. Fifth floor, end

soft "Thank you" before gliding

a step back, as she waited for Stefan to get the door. fre/ew.ebnovel.c

she prayed with everything she held dear for Stefan not to slam the door in her face since she knew he might actually want to do that after

use Ruby’s name. She thought with