Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: 157-Peer Pressure

Gigi:

"Yeah. Is there a problem? I mean, actually, he’ll be driving us around. I thought that since you’re so cautious about going outside, and about your privacy and security, he’d drive us instead of the regular driver," I said casually, trying to make it sound like it was nothing important.

The way Jenna turned toward her wing, I could already tell she was thinking about going to her grandmother to ask for permission.

I wasn’t going to let her do that.

I immediately got up, walked over to her, and grabbed her hand.

"No, let’s go," I said.

I felt the reluctance in her body, but who cared?

I was going to drag her through the mud exactly the way I wanted.

I spent the day with her, trying to get her to open up a little.

She called Lady Lucille once or twice. Every time we entered a mall and walked into a store, she would step aside and keep texting.

Then, finally, a call came.

"Lady Lucille wants to speak with you," Jenna said, holding the phone out to me.

We had just left the mall and were planning to go for lunch.

I took the phone and held it to my ear.

Lady Lucille, who had made my life miserable in just a few days, now had the person she treasured most with me. And I knew she was scared.

"Wherever you take her, remember that she’s not like the rest of you. She’s very conservative. She’s very innocent. Please don’t introduce her to things she’s never done before."

The way Lady Lucille spoke made my fists clench.

What the fuck did she mean by ’the rest of you?’What were the rest of us, whores?

"Oh, don’t worry. I’m only introducing her to nice clothes, jewelry, and, of course, I’ll show you everything she buys. If you don’t like it, we’ll just return it," I said, trying to maintain the facade of being genuinely nice instead of bitter.

"Whatever. Don’t let her drink. Don’t let her go near alcohol, cigarettes, or any kind of drugs," she practically hissed from the other end.

The more she talked like that, the angrier I became.

If she thought Jenna was so special, if she believed her precious Jenna was that delicate and innocent, then why not just keep her to herself? She should lock her up at home instead of letting her out into the world for everyone to see what a gentle little princess she was.

"Yeah, don’t worry. I won’t do that. You know me," I said, forcing an innocent, reassuring tone.

"Well, I don’t know you," Lady Lucille snapped.

Even though the person she treasured most was with me, she was still talking to me like that. I began to realize she didn’t understand consequences.

Actions have consequences.

If she was going to disrespect me, the consequences would fall directly on her precious Jenna.

Then again, even if Lady Lucille had spoken to me politely, it wouldn’t have made any difference.

Jenna was going to suffer anyway.

And when she did, the consequences would be felt far and wide.

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