ASHLYN'S VENGEANCE

point o

stormed into the room, with her heels clicking furiously against the marble floor. "You

s into fists. It was nothing more than a little spill, an accident anyone could make, but to Mrs. Knight, it wa

elt hollow. I'm really regretting why I hav

lap me. Although, it wasn't a new thing to her. She hits me at the slightest provocation. Her eyes

st have disturbed her because she stopped mid-motion, her hand falling back to her sid

spat, glaring at me like she could kill me with her eyes. "Mark my w

not my mother. She is nothing, absolutely nothing like her. but I for

sult, every slap she'd tried to throw. I would make her pay, make her understan

the sitting room. She was another leash in my life. Just like her mother, always l

believe what Christ

d me a smug smile, I knew what she wanted to do, make me jealous. But to be honest, I wasn't in fact

a sparkling necklace in my face. "He thought I'd look stunnin

she so clearly wanted. Instead, I simply turned away, t

was already fee

I mean, I know it must be hard seeing me with all these gifts while you've go

. "How much did they pay you to betray me, Penelope? Was it worth it? Yo

and mockingly on her chest and put on an exaggerated pout. "Oh, don't be like that, Ashlyn," she cooed, reaching o

h enough force that the sou

she sc

s. Knight's voice screeched, and before I could rea

I refused to give her the sa

age boiled inside me,

in. His eyes fell on me, and for a moment, he loo

ked at me. "I didn't... I didn't know you looked like

imagine being admired by the one person who humiliated me in the very presenc

n't mean to hurt you. Please, don't be angry with me." She leaned into Christopher's

again. "Ashlyn, how dare you act

taking a quick look at the three of them. "You all disg

n Christopher looked shocked by my word

sting of the slap still fresh on my face. "S