Chapter 13
The parents erupted in cheers.
Finally, a teacher who tells it like it is!”
“This is Oak Lane. We have standards.”
“Why waste education on her kid? Just teach her to hunt rich men like mommy!”
Cathy was loving every second.
“This is what you get. Once trash, always trash. You and your brat belong in the gutter!”
Their insults rained down. The crowd grew, everyone eager to join the attack.
Each cruel word made Cathy’s smile wider.
Mrs. Thompson saw her chance. “Ms. Cathy, the principal has a small favor to ask. We’re expanding the school, and Harrison Corp owns all the surrounding land…”
Cathy waved her hand dismissively. “Consider it done. Oliver will sign it over. You’ve earned it today.”
Mrs. Thompson beamed. “You’re too kind, Ms.Cathy.”
The parents pounced like sharks smelling blood.
“My firm has worked with Harrison Corp before. Keep us in mind?”
“Our company’s expanding too. We’d love to partner up.”
“Here’s my VIP shopping card. Let’s stay in touch.”
They shoved business cards and credit cards into her bag, desperate for her attention.
Cathy soaked it up like a queen holding court.
She towered over me, voice dripping venom. “See this? This is real power.”
“Without Oliver’s love, You can only spend your life on your knees, begging for scraps. But me? I live in a world you can’t even imagine.”
“Take your bastard and get out of my city. Next time, I won’t be so nice. I’ll bury her alive.”
Iris pressed against me, shaking. “Mommy…” Her voice cracked. “My ankle really hurts.”
Something in her tone made my blood run cold. When I carefully pulled down her sock, time seemed to stop.
A deep, infected gash ran across her ankle. Someone had tied a wire around it, cutting deeper with every step she took.
Dark blood had soaked through her sock, staining her shoe. The skin around the wound was swollen and hot.
I stared at my little girl – the same child who needed three bedtime stories to sleep, who’d cry if her toast was cut wrong. She’d suffered through this all day without a word.
The world blurred as tears filled my eyes. Not sad tears. Tears of pure rage.
21:09
My Destin
Chapter 13
“Cathy.” My voice didn’t sound like my own. Your son did this?”
She examined her manicure, bored. “Be thankful that’s all he did.”
The sound of my palm hitting her face echoed like a gunshot.
All my fury, every ounce of a mother’s protective rage, went into that slap. Cathy spun, catching herself against the wall.
I pulled back for another hit, but someone grabbed my hair, yanking hard.
Parents swarmed me, fists and feet flying.
“How dare you touch Ms.Cathy!”
“Want to join your brat in the grave?”
“Trash raising trash. You both deserve worse!”
Even Mrs. Thompson joined in, kicking me.
“Leave my mommy alone!” my daughter screamed.
Tyler knocked her down with a kick.
Mrs. Thompson patted his head. “Good boy, Tyler. You’ll get a special award tomorrow!”
He smirked. “Next time I’ll hurt her even worse.”
From the ground, through bloody lips, I spat: “You’ll regret this.”
They howled with laughter.
“A whore making threats?”
“Ms. Cathy could crush you like a bug!”
“Pathetic! Just kill yourself already!”
They pinned me down, spitting and laughing.
Cathy dug her stiletto into my cheek.
“Regret? Please. I’d love to see you try.”
Right then, a fleet of black SUVs roared up to the school gates.
A handsome man in a suit got out of the car. He is the male lead they have been looking forward to for a long time and also my husband, Oliver.
21:09
My Bestie Sacrifices Her V–Card to ‘Heal‘ My Husband While 1 Hit My Peak with Her Man
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.