She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37

“Alright, I get it. Your precious Jasmine is a modern marvel. Let’s just hope she uses all those talents for the right reasons.” Lyra frowned, snapping her book shut. She had zero interest in discussing Jasmine’s supposed greatness. “You can go now.”

Maisie hated Lyra’s condescending, dismissive tone more than anything. She rolled her eyes hard.

It only solidified her belief that Lyra was inferior to Jasmine in every conceivable way.

She turned to storm off, but Lyra called out, “Wait.”

Lyra stared at Maisie’s flawless, porcelain skin, and a violent memory from her past life flashed before her eyes-Maisie’s face, covered in blood, ruined beyond recognition.

She glanced at the quiet girl in the blue jacket standing behind Maisie. “There’s something I think you

should know…”

In her previous life, this bright, beautiful girl had been horribly disfigured.

A sharp knife had been hidden inside her birthday cake, tearing a gruesome gash across her face that left her permanently scarred.

Even after Rowan had flown in the most elite plastic surgeons in the world-

“I don’t want to hear it.” Maisie cut her off. She assumed Lyra was just going to try and manipulate her into taking her side.

But she was firmly Team Jasmine, end of story.

“We’re leaving!” Maisie huffed, spinning around and snapping at her two followers to keep up.

“Maisie.” Right at that moment, Caspian walked over, a stack of books in his arms.

“Cas, what are you doing here?” Maisie’s face lit up in surprise. It hadn’t even crossed her mind that Caspian and Lyra were together; seeing him, she assumed he had come alone.

“I came with Lyra.”

“What?” Maisie’s gaze snapped back to Lyra. Staring at the two of them, the reality of the situation suddenly clicked.

“Lyra Fairchild! Rowan, Caspian-do you just go after whoever is available? How cheap can you get?!” Maisie was furious now, completely unwilling to listen to a single word Lyra had to say. “If you can’t hook the older brother, you go after the younger one. Have you no shame at all…”

“Maisie!” Caspian’s face darkened.

Maisie stomped her foot. “I’m telling my mom.”

“Yeah. I have to head back to the estate, and these will kill the time while I’m stuck at Grandpa’s.”

As they walked toward the checkout counter, Caspian asked, “Are you going to visit Grandpa for the holidays this year?”

She usually went every single year.

But this year, paying a visit to the Jameson patriarch was officially off the table-

Thinking of the old man who wanted nothing more than to see her marry Rowan, Lyra fell silent, then slowly shook her head. “I don’t think I’ll make it. I have some things I need to take care of.”

“Oh.” Caspian checked the sky outside, then frowned. He was a bit worried about Maisie wandering around with her friends during the holiday rush. He pulled out his phone. “I’m going to give her a call.”

Lyra gave a quiet “Mhm.”

Caspian stepped to the side and dialed Maisie, ordering her to stay exactly where she was. “Stop wandering around. I’m taking you back to the estate. We’re expected to have dinner with Grandpa today.”

Maisie was more than happy to spend time with her grandfather, agreeing instantly, though she couldn’t resist throwing one last jab. “I thought now that you have a girlfriend, you were just going to throw your sister out on the street!”