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Their Punching Bag Became The Storm novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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Whitney found Chase amusing, and she almost sneered at her own stupidity in her previous life.

Obviously, Chase knew how much she cared about the Anderson family, which was why he could use it as leverage against her without worrying about her retaliation.

Doesn’t matter.Whitney said, her voice emotionless. After all, you never treated me as family.

She lifted her gaze, her calm eyes meeting Chase’s, which were gradually widening in disbelief.

In this case, let’s not be family anymore,” she added.

Chase never expected Whitney to say something like that. His handsome face turned cold in an instant.

To him. Whitney had always been like a pet, always desperate for his approval, hoping he’d look her way.

He couldn’t stand the idea of the pet he kept getting out of control.

Chase’s voice was thick with anger. Fine. Don’t regret this, and don’t come back, begging me to call you my siste

He thought, Does she think threatening to cut ties would bother me? She’s not Emily. She was the into the Anderson residence.

who forced

way

She’s the one who’s trying

to

mess up my family. Does she think acting

out like this would get to

Did you ever treat me

Not a chance.

your

Whitney sneered. You always said your sister would only be Emily.

Chase’s face twisted with anger as he said, Glad you finally get it.

With that, he walked away as he grumbled under his breath, I must be a fool for coming here, trying to give you a chance to make things right. Since you don’t appreciate it, stay here on your own.”

He walked into the pouring rain, never once looking back.

In the past, Whitney would’ve never let Chase get drenched like that. Even limping, she would’ve dragged herself after him to apologize

But now, Whitney only scoffed.

In her previous life, she’d spent years degrading herself for him and even thrown her life away.

Now, she only gave him the cold shoulder once, but he couldn’t stand it already.

Well, from now on, he and the rest of the Andersons will have to get used to it,’ she thought.

The rain kept pattering outside.

Whitney glanced up at the shabby shelter she found herself in. It was one of the shelters the production crew had set up.

She’d injured her leg trying to save Chase and ended up as the last contestant to make it back, so she had to stay in the shabbiest shelter.

The production team hadn’t expected such a heavy downpour, and the shelter couldn’t handle it. One corner even collapsed.

They’d planned to find Whitney another place to stay.

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But when Chase saw Emily’s scraped leg, he lost it and forced Whitney to stay in that rundown shelter as punishment./

Meanwhile, he picked up Emily and headed for the winner’s suite: the luxurious spot reserved for first place.

Whitney remembered how, when she tried to hold onto Chase and ended up tumbling down the slope, he didn’t hesitate, scooped Emily up in his arms, and walked away.

He did that so he could seize first place and give Emily the winner’s comfortable suite.

He acted as if her life meant nothing to him. His indifference was even colder than the pouring rain outside. It chilled her t

the bone.

Back when her mind was messed up, Whitney would feel hurt and miserable, but most of all, she’d blame herself for not being good enough, as if it was her fault that Chase hated her so much.

But now, she didn’t care about his coldness anymore.

Once she finally let go and saw

But she couldn’t afford to ignore her foot.

as for

What they were, she felt a weight lift

her sh

Without Chase’s permission, the production team wouldn’t dare risk offending the Andersons the onsite doctor take a look at her foot.

or

Chase, their VIP, by letting

If she kept waiting, it wouldn’t only be about losing too much blood. She might miss the best window for treatment.

She sure as hell didn’t want to end up a cripple in this life.

She swung herself down and stood up.

As soon as her foot touched the ground, a ripping pain shot through her, as if it was tearing through her foot and flooding her whole body.

She frowned, but she could grit her teeth and bear it.

Compared to the torture she went through before dying in her previous life, this pain was nothing. Back then, it was thousands of times worse.

Whitney borrowed an umbrella from the crew and stepped into the wild woods.

The crew watched as Whitney, pale as a ghost, left blood wherever she walked, until she disappeared from their sight.

They felt a bit spooked, secretly sighing to themselves, This girl is hardcore. So young, but she’s absolutely ruthless with herself. Even with injuries like that, she didn’t make a peep.

Meanwhile, Emily, the one Mr. Anderson brought, acted like a tiny scratch was as bad as a broken leg. If the doctor had been any slower, her cut would’ve healed on its own. That little princess was bawling louder than the rainstorm.

Even though we’ve only been filming for two days, Whitney’s already impressive. She breezed through every challenge we set up, acting like the wild island was her own backyard. But every time, Emily got all the praise.

Whitney is a regular contestant with no background. Meanwhile, Emily is the Andersonslittle princess, with Chase, the hottest star, always watching her back. That’s the difference between the rich and a nobody.

The crew could only shake their heads in resignation until they suddenly realized Whitney was gone.

It was a wild island. All the cameras were shut off now. She could run into danger or lose her bearings. Everyone started to panic.

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Meanwhile, Whitney held her umbrella and trekked through the dense woods, heading to a spot about 1,600 feet away from the shelter the production team had arranged.

Yesterday, while she was out searching for food, she’d noticed a huge field of medicinal herbs in this direction.

This was a wild island. There were plenty of natural treasures growing here.

She quickly found the herbs she needed in the wild.

Ignoring the heavy rain, she crouched down, crushed the herbs, and applied them to her injured foot.

She ground and applied the herbs at the same time.

The umbrella resting on her shoulder began to slide off to the side.

She held the crushed herbs in one hand, pressing them onto her injured foot with the other offen

Just as she was about to tilt her head and try to hold the umbrella between her shoulder

overhead, and a hand caught the

The spa umbrella before it could slip away.

Whitney froze, her

midmotion as she slowly lifted her head.

A black umbrella was held firmly above her, shielding her from the rain.

She glanced to the side and saw a pair of slender hands.

Those hands took hold of her umbrella, gently liftin

Whitney glanced over.

it off her shoulder.

Amid the relentless rain, a tall guy appeared at her side.

He was dressed in a white Tshirt and black pants.

neck

Even in such basic clothes, he still radiated that effortless, aristocratic cool, like he was born to stand out..

His face was sharp and cleancut, with a cool, almost unreal aura.

No one in the whole entertainment world, or even all of Centlandia, could hold a candle to him.

Whitney knew right away who he was: Ryan Pierce.

He was the true superstar of the entertainment world, with brilliance and honors unmatched anywhere in Centlandia.

And most importantly, he was the heir to the Pierce Group, the leading force in Roynfort’s business world, born into the highest echelon of society.

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