Mr. Fake-Mute's Love Game Ended When I Stopped Playing the Fool novel Chapter 90

he moment she said that, everyone’s faces lit up with recognition.

“Oh, Chloe–is this that scammer you told us about? The one who tried to shake you down and ended up in jail?”

Chloe looked me up and down, taking in every filthy inch of my clothes. A smirk curled at her lips–pure triumph mixed with contempt.

Yep. That’s her.”

Security! How did you let a con artist like this in here? What if she steals something?”

‘ain clouded my mind, but I forced the words out through gritted teeth. “I’m not a scammer. She was drunk driving–she hit someone-”

Shut your mouth!”

he guard’s baton cracked across my back. I hit the ground hard.

My already cracked palms scraped against the pavement, leaving streaks of blood.

travel dug into my flesh. I gasped, choking on the pain.

hey dragged me toward the exit. I thrashed, fingers catching the hem of Chloe’s dress. A long tear ripped through the fabric.

Ahhh!”

he clutched her dress, shrieking, eyes blazing red with fury.

You ruined my dress! This was custom–made! Damien–you have to make her pay!”

amien glanced at the blood on my hands. Guilt flickered across his face for half a second before he looked away.

is friends circled around me like vultures, sneering down at me, eager to tear me apart for Chloe’s sake.

Ungrateful piece of trash! Strip her!”

She obviously snuck in here to steal. Search her!”

My diamond earring’s missing–bet this filthy beggar took it! Break her hands!”

everal guards swarmed me, yanking my arms behind my back, slamming me to the floor. They ripped off my coat.

me of them reached for my waistband, trying to pull down my pants.

fumiliation and agony crashed over me in waves.

They twisted my arms, Yanked myT hair. Smashed my head against the concrete.

gathered every ounce of strength left in my body, lifted my head, and screamed hoarsely

Let go of me! I’m the real Sterling daughter

Dead silence.

Then the laughter exploded–louder, crueler than before.

‘Did she just say she’s a Sterling? Am I hearing things?”

This buin’s lost her damn mind! If she’s a Sterling, then I’m the Queen of England!”

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Mr. Fake Mute’s Love Game Faded When Stonned Placing the Font

Chapter 4

They doubled over laughing. Chloe froze for a split second, stunned by my words. Then she burst out laughing too.

“If you’re a Sterling, then what am I? I sure as hell don’t have a crazy sister like you. Disgusting!”

Damien stared at my broken, bleeding body. He frowned slightly–pity and disgust warring in his eyes. Then he spoke, voice dripping with condescension.

“I had no idea you were this pathetic. A compulsive liar. Desperate for status. You should stop embarrassing yourself. If Mr. Sterling hears about this, you’ll get way worse than this.”

“Just get on your knees and beg Chloe for forgiveness. Kowtow a few times. Once she’s satisfied, she’ll let you go…”

“Damien.”

I cut him off. Spat out a mouthful of blood. And laughed.

How did I never see it before… how fake you are. How disgusting.”

My eyes locked onto his–burning with hatred. His pupils contracted. Rage flared across his face.

You bitch! I’m trying to help you, and this is how you repay me?!”

His face turned crimson. He jabbed a finger at my nose, voice shaking with fury.

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