Jean collapsed onto the cold, hard floor. Her eyes were brimming with tears, full of disappointment and hatred as she looked at Brad, pouring out all the hatred she harbored toward Nadine.
"Ever since I was forced to leave Janctera City, there hasn't been a single day when I didn't hate Nadine! Why do I have to be driven out of my hometown just because your father and grandfather adore her?
"What's so great about her anyway? If it weren't for me saving your life back then, would you even be here today? Brad, when you fell into the sewer, I jumped in to save you! Have you forgotten what you promised me? You forgot about it like it meant nothing!"
Jean screamed at Brad hysterically as if she was attempting to vent all the injustice she'd kept bottled up for years.
Unfortunately, her tears failed to evoke even an ounce of sympathy in Brad. In fact, all she could see in his eyes was disgust and disdain.
At that moment, his mind was still filled with images of Nadine and Sean being hit by that car. If it weren't for Nadine's quick reflexes and sharp thinking, neither of them would be alive right now.
Yet, here Jean was, talking about it as if it was no big deal, showing no remorse for what she had done. A woman as malicious as her was truly terrifying. How could Brad have been so blind to her true nature all this time?
"Jean, you keep claiming you're the victim and that Nadine owes you, but did you even think about the consequences when you had someone run her over with a car?
"When you left Janctera City, my grandfather gave you enough money to ensure your family could live comfortably for the rest of your lives! Why didn't you ever tell me about that? Or were you too afraid to admit it?"
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This book is dragging 😩...