Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 679

"You guys don't know the half of it. Madison has been sneaking out a lot lately. Whenever she comes back, she's usually sporting new jewelry, and she even brought back a designer handbag once.

I have no idea who her sugar daddy is, but she used to dress just like me,"

Elara whispered.

"So, what's her dynamic with Piper like now?"

Leah asked.

"She's definitely not as overly respectful as she used to be, but they still play nice. On the surface, they're still tight."

As they were gossiping, Jillian's voice drifted over from the next table. "What's taking your boyfriend so long?"

Wyatt scoffed, looking at Harvey. "They're just talking trash. She isn't exactly top-tier material.

If this guy is as amazing as they say, why on earth would he settle for her?"

Wyatt practically yelled the last part.

"You're dead meat, Wyatt!

I'm calling him right now, and you'll see I'm not lying!"

Somehow, the situation had rapidly spiraled into a direct confrontation.

"Call him then! What are you waiting for? It's painfully obvious you're making this all up.

If you want to show off, you need actual proof.

You just invented some fake boyfriend to parade around, and when you saw me eating here, you thought you'd use him to humiliate me?

Let me make this perfectly clear—even if you became the Queen of England, you'd still be utterly worthless garbage to me!"

Wyatt had spent the last few weeks quietly enduring Piper's subtle digs and provocations. Now that the dam had cracked, all his pent-up rage exploded at once.

Their shouting match echoed through the restaurant, drawing stares from every single table.

Enjoying a peaceful meal was now completely off the table.

Meanwhile, Piper fiercely tapped her screen, genuinely dialing her boyfriend's number.

Mira, Elara, and Harvey all knew for a fact that Piper's high-achieving boyfriend was very real.

"Come on, Wyatt. Let's go. It's not worth arguing with lunatics,"

Harvey urged. His main concern was preventing a physical brawl when Piper's boyfriend inevitably showed up.

"Eat up. Food takes priority. You don't want to go to bed starving."

They were all young and had fast metabolisms. Plus, she had a mountain of work and studying waiting for her back at the dorm, and focusing on an empty stomach was pure torture.

"You guys eat. I've lost my appetite,"

Wyatt stated, still stubbornly seething.

Cedric nudged him hard in the ribs, winking playfully. "Hey, you can't throw a solid punch on an empty tank."

"Fine, I'll eat."

Meanwhile, the opposing table was still locked in a bitter standoff. "Call him again, Piper. Tell him to hurry up. He has to come.

This is the perfect opportunity to show Wyatt just how far out of his league you've moved.

We need to put him in his place once and for all, so he stops obsessing over things he can't have,"

Madison said, her eyes flashing with triumphant malice.

Piper knew Madison was subtly stirring the pot with malicious intent.

But the urge to publicly flex her boyfriend's incredible success was too overwhelming to resist.