She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 326

She could feel it—the people standing at the school gates were all staring at her.

That helplessness left her floundering.

She used to have so many friends shielding her from the world. But now?

Only Elena was truly on her side.

“Celine.” A gentle male voice reached her ears.

Celine’s eyes, rimmed red, lit up with gratitude as she looked at the newcomer.

When Conrad Saxton first heard the rumors swirling around, a strange irritation gnawed at him.

No matter if he was in class or just walking down the hall, people were always whispering about the Sutton family.

He hadn’t attended that Sutton family party.

He’d wanted to, but the event was thrown for Sabrina and Hester—he’d worried it would upset Celine if he showed up, so he stayed away.

Still, the rest of the Saxton family went.

His father came home that night and told him everything that had happened at the party.

Conrad had picked up the phone and called Celine, trying to comfort her. After all, both her mother and sister had been injured and were still in the hospital; he was worried sick about how she must be feeling.

Yet… The more he dwelled on what happened that night, the harder it became to ignore the horror—acid thrown, a humiliating video—the kind of acts that left everyone questioning who was behind it all.

And the answer was painfully obvious.

Celine was the number one suspect.

Sabrina had absolutely no reason to pull something like this.

With her personality, if she wanted to go after someone, she’d never stoop to such low tactics.

If Sabrina ever found out Conrad thought so highly of her…

Well, she’d probably slap him across the face—twice.

How dare he imagine she was so saintly? That was nothing like the sly, cunning girl she really was!

Conrad shook the jumble of thoughts from his head.

The events of that party and the reality standing before him merged together, turning all his fond illusions to smoke.

The girl he cared for was capable of anything to get what she wanted.

He didn’t want to believe it.

Celine stared after him, disbelief etched across her face as she watched him walk away.

How could Conrad be so cold to her?

Did he believe the rumors, too?

No!

She couldn’t lose Conrad’s affection. He’d always acted like a puppy, wagging his tail and hanging onto her every word.

Even if she mentioned craving some pastry from a bakery a hundred miles away, Conrad would stay up all night, lining up with his driver to bring it back to her.

Every holiday, he brought her gifts. Even if she politely refused, he’d still find a way to give them to her.

She could lose Tiffany’s friendship, but she could not lose Conrad. She had to explain everything to him.

Just as she pulled out her phone to text Conrad, her ringtone cut her off.

She glanced at the screen.

Her pupils shrank.

A familiar name flashed across the display.