Part 2The Redemption Rewrite
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Chloe delivered an elbow strike that sent the Sugar Baby stumbling back.
Not to be outdone, I marched up to the White Moonlight and slapped her across the face.
"Are those eyes just for decoration? I said I'm married to Sebastian! Married! Do you not speak English?"
I grabbed my phone and stood by the door. "You think just anyone can walk into the Shen ancestral home?"
Chloe shoved her phone into the Sugar Baby's face. "You know exactly who the mistress is here!"
The internet sleuths quickly analyzed our complex relationships and concluded:
These two were running a scam.
Public opinion flipped instantly. Bruised and battered, the two intruders fled.
Chloe and I sat on the floor, gasping for air, when the door was kicked open again.
Damien stormed in and slapped Chloe.
"Who gave you permission to touch her!"
I rushed over, slapped him back, and shielded Chloe. "Damien White, you dare?"
"If it wasn't for her pulling strings for you all these years, you'd still be rotting in the White family's basement!"
Damien's voice was cold. "I never asked for her help."
He glared at us. "Touch my person again, and I'll end you."
Before leaving, he glanced at me. "Good luck. You think Sebastian Shen is going to let this slide?"
I shivered.
Sebastian played with prayer beads and acted harmless, but he was ruthless behind the scenes.
Last time someone insulted his White Moonlight, he broke their legs.
This time I slapped her. He was going to skin me alive.
Chloe looked at her pregnancy test and smiled bitterly. "I was going to surprise him."
I touched my stomach, eyes stinging.
We were both orphans. When we read the book, we saw ourselves in these broken characters.
So when Chloe threw herself into saving Damien, I wasn't surprised.
I also wanted to protect the fragile boy who had been kidnapped and abused.
We healed ourselves by healing them.
But fake is fake.
Chloe wiped her face. "I'm done playing. Death?"
I made up my mind. "You die, I die."
"What about the baby?" I asked.
"The father doesn't want it, why should I care?" She waved her hand dismissively.
We agreed immediately: find the System and execute the "Death Escape" protocol.
Unexpectedly, while we were at the hospital arranging our "final affairs," we ran into Damien.
He was supporting the Sugar Baby and sneered, "Stalking me?"