The Rejected True Heiress (Liora and Callum) novel Chapter 155

Liora’s POV

My head was still pounding slightly from where I had bumped it, making the lights of the gas station even more blinding. I rubbed my fingers across the bump, hissing at the sudden ache from the raised welt that had formed on my temple.

But really, I hardly felt the pain at all.

I stared down at my phone in my hand. At the pictures I had taken of Bianca and the mystery man at the motel. They were grainy and slightly blurred, and Bianca could only be seen from behind, but to me, who had been there in person, they were plenty clear.

It didn’t take a genius to know what Bianca was up to in that hotel. It wasn’t the kind of place people met at for mundane business or catching up with old friends; especially not this late at night.

Was Bianca cheating on Callum?

The thought didn’t make any sense, and yet, at the same time, I supposed it did. Maybe Bianca always clung to Callum because she was overcompensating for what was really going on behind closed doors.

Maybe she had even framed me for cheating out of projection of her own crimes.

Either way, I had proof that she was up to something that princesses certainly didn’t do.

“Liora?”

Gasping, I quickly shut off my phone and whirled around at the sound of the familiar voice. Callum was standing at the end of the snack aisle with an energy drink and a bag of pretzels in hand.

“What are you doing here?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. I immediately cringed at how desperate and surprised I sounded, like it wasn’t normal for a student who owned a car to be at a gas station.

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