The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102

Mom’s words echo in my head, chilling me to the bone. Maybe I’m overthinking. Maybe it’s just her words planting fear in my mind. Either way, I can’t shake the feeling off no matter how much I try.

Forcing it down, I get into my car and head to the grocery store. I know I was supposed to go straight home, but I need to restock. Now that my stomach has finally settled, I can eat more than just fruits and orange juice.

As I drive, I make a mental note to text Aunt Ava. I need the recipe for that soup she made for me. I’m no longer fighting nausea, but that soup was heavenly.

My mind, though, won’t stop racing. The cops didn’t reveal anything, so I have no idea what they were really thinking. I don’t even know if what I told them will help, or if they think I’m just paranoid.

By the time I pull into the grocery store’s parking lot, my head feels like it’s spinning with too many thoughts at once. I grab a cart and walk inside, too lost in my own mind to notice much around me.

I’ll just get what I need and head home. No detours. No stopovers. Maybe once I’m safe at home, this nagging feeling will finally let me breathe.

Pulling out my phone, I open my shopping list and move quickly from aisle to aisle, tossing things into the cart. Eventually, I’m done. I head to the checkout counter, relieved to see there isn’t a long line.

“That’ll be fifty dollars and forty cents,” the cashier says, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“What?” I blink, realizing I hadn’t heard her the first time.

She repeats herself with a small smile, and I fumble for my card. After paying, I gather my bags and head for the exit.

The cool air hits me the second I step outside. I move mechanically, so distracted that I don’t see the person in front of me until my cart slams right into them.

“Watch where you’re going!”

I look

Brook.

up,

Seriously?

startled and embarrassed, only for my surprise to evaporate the second I see who it is.

She’s standing there, wiping invisible dust off her designer with an air of arrogance. It’s almost funny how proud she looks when everyone knows she’s been living off Noah since forever. First when he and Chloe started dating in high school, then through their marriage. And yet somehow, I’m the one he calls greedy and materialistic. 1

“What are you standing there for?” she snaps. “Do you have any idea how much this coat costs? Apologize right now!”

When I don’t move, she finally looks up and recognition flashes in her eyes.

“You.” She spits the word like poison.

I force a calm smile. “Brook. What a surprise. I didn’t know her highness shopped in places we mere mortals can afford.”

Her expression twists, hatred burning behind her eyes. “Are you mocking me?”

I fold my arms across my chest. “I don’t know, Brook. Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. What are you going to do about

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it? Run to Noah and spread more lies?”

The bitterness creeps into my tone before I can stop it. I’m still angry about that, by the way. Her stupid tantrum caused a storm that nearly destroyed everything. I still replay that night over and over, combing through every moment, hoping I didn’t give anything away. Hoping Aunt Ava didn’t catch a single thing.

“It’s your fault for thinking you can go up against me,” she sneers.

“I didn’t even know we were in a competition,” I say, cool.

“What competition?” She grins like she already owns the trophy. “We both know you couldn’t win against me even if you tried.”

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