Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45

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The final round: came about, and it was the one field I was lacking in; Mental combat. A debate.

Roxanne would be participating in this round, a feat she pushed for with a smug mirk on her face. Probably because she thought she would win over me; after all, the entire school knew how bad I was at the damn thing.

She turned to the crowd, with her voice filled with even venom, it almost made the air taste bitter….as she spoke at full volume.

“Ladies, and gentlemen,, this school was built on legacy, and three other things.

Money, power, heritage.

Without those, you don’t belong here.” She tilted her chin toward me with a condescending glare, as the crowd practically ate out of her hand, reminding me that even if they had cheered me on earlier, they didn’t have my interests at heart. When push comes to shove, they would always choose their own, over a charity case. “Scholarships are charity. A way to feel generous while the real players run the world. Noblese Oblige, you might call it. But let’s call a spade, a fucking spade. This is an attempt to let the children of janitors, employees, know that we’re their future bosses. They respect us here, and we decide whether or not to let them clean our shoes. That will never change, not even if Sloane paraded herself as the new arm candy of Lucien Ravenscroft.”

The audience murmured agreement, as some of then nodded, while a majority filmed this moment. She went back to her seat, and it was my turn to speak. To deliver somethin that would get me a win over her, and every one of them.

I rose slowly, trying to ignore the heat crawling through me. My voice sliced through the air, in a steady and cutting crescendo.

“You think legacy makes you powerful? It doesn’t. It makes you dependent. You inherit empires built by people stronger than you. You sit on thrones you

didn’t even earn. I figh, fought, and am still fighting for every inch of ground I stand on. And when someone like me wins, especially against people like you, it means your legacy was never enough to stop me.”

At that, I am met with complete silence.

Then, in an instant, it was an eruption, as everyone’s cheers, gasps, applause thundered in the hall, threatening to being the building down as the floors

shook.

Everyone hooted, and I turned to him, hoping and waiting for his approval. Lucien stood, clapping in a, slow, deliberate way as he stood beside the

horsemen, the latter who cheered like rambunctious teenagers they were.. His smirk was lethal, as his eyes locked in on me with eyes shining with pare

pride.

The bell rang. “And the winner is; Bishop!!! The principal’s voice boomed, and all I felt was a flush of emotions.

Pride. Honour. Joy

But above all, I’d felt fulfilled; because I finally proved them all wrong, and I did it without having to kiss or hold Lucien’s hand while they all watched.

Roxanne sat frozen, with her smile cracking, as she gripped onto her seat in so och anger, her french tipped nail broke. Matt looked gutted, as he sat

beside her. His eyes ran over mine as he stared at me with a mix of shock, and anger.

And me? I stood in the center of that arena, with my heart hammering, and fire ting me alive.

The sound of Lucien’s footsteps over that of their cheers echoed in my ears, as ared at him as he walked towards me

He stopped when he stood in front of me, deleting any form of space between us he whispered so low I almost didn’t catch it;

“Queens truly conquer, Mrs Ravenscroft.

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FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE.