Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

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My throat bobbed from the force of my harsh swallow. It felt like my ears were beding, like I wasn’t in a real place, like my father….the man I thought had raised me from the moment I was born up till now, was speaking such words to me, and in such a tone. Especially when he had never spoken like this to me.

Ever.

“And now that your pathetic little family has reunited, just know this, I’m coming for what’s rightfully mine, even if I have to fucking snuff you out by finally finishing what I started years ago, I’ll fucking do it. And no one, not Valean, not Genevieve, not your fucking Ravenscroft boyfriend, who I have had to fucking work for all this time, will save you from me. All that fortune, it will mine! And a spoiled brat like you will never take it away from me.

“But why….why did you do all this?

“You already know why… as the right questions, Sloane.”

“What could have possibly made this the best movie? How did starting a fire, almost killing three people, serve as a good idea in any way? I’m sure if you had tried another legitimate way, all this wouldn’t have happened. Why did you make me think you were my father for years, only for it to be revealed that you’re the mastermind behind all of my nightmares? You know how much that cock head woman tormented me!

I couldn’t eat for days at times….hell, I still have an eating disorder because of it and you caused all of that!

Why were you so evil?

You caused me pain, and placed salve on it whenever it hurt too much. What sort of sick movie is that?

“Blame your fucking mother, you brat!” He snapped into the phone. “If she had reed to marry me instead of Valerian, this would never have happened. You would have been my daughter! My fucking flesh and blood, not Valerian’s!

I saw her first. I asked her out first. I wanted her first. I planned a full-on dinner or her, and waited in the fucking rain thinking she would get my secret letter and come over, but imagine my surprise when I found her giggling and drinking with my fucking brother, while I stood in the rain, a few fucking meters from the restaurant they dined at!

So, you really ask why I did this?

Blame your damn mommy! If she had given us a chance, we would not be here right now. But thanks to her, we will have to suffer now, won’t we, dear

Sloane?”

“You won’t fucking touch her!” Lucien and my father scream into the phone befe Lucien snatches it from my hands, preventing my father from taking it

instead.

“You crazy fucker. To think I got you a job in London because I thought I was precting you from my father, but here you are making plans against my girl. You think I’ll ever let you come so close that you’ll fucking touch her.”

“Ah, Ravenscroft. You sound exactly like your mother” My F….Uncle Reginald hues into the phone, before humming like an insane person.

I notice how Lucien’s shoulders stiffen immediately, as his grip tightens on my phone. “Don’t speak about my mother. Don’t even utter her name.”

“What,…you mean Alicia, or as I fondly called her, Hayes’ Bitch.” I inhale sharply at his comment, my eyes widening in fear.

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Chapter 143

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Laces hand’ tid me much about his mother, but I know be cons very deeply put her. He always had a pendant on him; something I think his mother

owned. So hearing Uncle Repoald talks about her lists could tell of its consequences.

Lacies doesn’t say a word for a moment, the silence cerces incurably arend us, forcing me to sit up straighter and hold my breath out of fear for

his outburst. But surprisingly, Lucien doesn’t scream, yell or even his be just puckles, like he just heard the most amusing thing ever.

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