From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368

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Chloe blinked like someone had slapped her awake. Confusion. Anger, Panic. All swirling with nowhere to land.

I stepped forward. “Julius covered for Asher Kingston after what he did to me. Julius is your father, Chloe. What do you think? still don’t understand what this has to do with you?”

She looked at me—and then she snapped.

She burst into laughter. Not normal laughter–manic, loud, borderline feral. “Finally, Savannah. Finally you got your wish. You’ve been wishing for this for ages. Now you finally got it.”

“Shut up, Chloe.” Roman’s voice cracked like a whip. Even I flinched. “What the fuck are you talking about? I’m getting fed up with your bullshit. What the hell do you have up there? Plastic? Can’t you reason for once?”

Chloe shrank under his voice like she’d been struck. She recoiled like he’d struck her. But she didn’t stop.

“What are you talking about, Chloe?” I asked.

She turned on me, her voice dripping venom. “You finally have men moving mountains and getting their hands bloody for you. You’ve always loved attention from the boys. Now you finally have it. You must be over the fucking moon, Savannah.”

I stared at her. Then a smile slowly stretched across my lips. “You’re observant, Chloe. But so am I. Want to know something else I

noticed?”

She stiffened.

I leaned down until our faces were inches apart. “Guess who got played this time?”

Her face was drained of color from head to toe. She lunged before she even thought about it. The guards held her back easily, but her scream tore through the air.

I stepped back laughing. “You fell for someone and it turned out to be a ploy. You should be ashamed, Chlo. Someone beat you at your own game. That’s enormously embarrassing.”

“I hate you, Savannah! I fucking hate you!” she screamed, thrashing against the men holding her down. “Burn in hell, you bitch!”

“That’s not news, Chloe!” I cackled. “You’ve hated me since forever.”

“Well, it’s nothing compared to what I feel now,” she spat. “I freaking despise you.”

I crossed my arms. “Feeling’s mutual.”

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Chapter 368

Her chest heaved, fury vibrating off her in waves.

I tapped the side of my head. “Know what else I noticed? No one’s on your side anymore, Chloe. You’re all alone.”

Her eyes shot to Paula. “You bitch! I’ll never forgive you for this. Don’t forget that.”

Paula scoffed. “Next time you threaten me, I’ll make sure it’ll be the last time you ever speak. Don’t mess with me.”

Chloe froze. Then suddenly burst into unhinged laughter. “I can’t believe this. This is unbelievable. Fuck my life!”

Roman ignored her, turning back to Paula. “Keep going. Tell me everything you know. I promise I’ll let you go.”

Paula exhaled. “I lied earlier.” Her voice wavered–not with guilt, but with exhaustion. “I know Jace really well. He was one of the few people who were ever nice to me.”

My breath hitched.

She looked directly at me, and the room went quiet. “Your father saved me.”

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