Boyfriend Dumped Me for “Heiress” BFF? Your New Girl Calls ME “Boss” Every Day! Chapter 05

Boyfriend Dumped Me for “Heiress” BFF? Your New Girl Calls ME “Boss” Every Day! Chapter 05

Preston.

Summer screams.

Preston moves fast.

One second Summer’s standing. Next second she’s on the ground-he kicked her.

I’m tipping sideways. Then arms lock around me.

Warm. Solid.

Yesterday at the coffee shop, I thought he barely noticed me.

Now he’s here.

Blake comes running.

Sees me in Preston’s arms.

His face goes red.

“So that’s why you blocked us?”

Voice getting louder.

“You wanted me to screw up the tickets so you could sneak back here and hook up?!”

“And you’re judging me and Summer?”

My face hurts too much to talk.

Swollen. Throbbing.

But I know what this is.

He never loved me.

This is just his pride talking.

Summer’s sprawled on the stone. Arm scraped and bleeding.

She pushes herself up, wincing. Eyes darting around.

Panicking now.

“Willow, babe-if you had someone new, why didn’t you just tell us?”

Voice climbing higher.

“Were you lying to Blake this whole time?”

Louder now, really selling it.

“How could you do this to him?!”

She’s playing a card here.

Thinks if she makes Preston believe I’m some cheater, he’ll drop me and leave.

Blake doesn’t know who Preston is.

But she does.

Last year I was crying in our dorm room.

“Dad’s making me do some arranged marriage thing after we graduate. I can’t tell Blake.”

My voice was shaking.

“Should I bring Blake home? Introduce them?”

Summer sat up, got all serious.

J

“No. Don’t tell Blake anything. Guys get weird about money. He finds out you’re loaded, he’ll freak.”

She paused.

“And don’t bring him home yet either.”

“Get your dad to give him a job at Sinclair Corp first. Once Blake’s got some success under his belt, then introduce them.”

I was chewing my thumbnail. “What about the marriage thing?”

She waved it off.

“Just put it off. Your dad spoils you. He won’t force anything.”

Back then I thought she was being a good friend.

Now I get it.

She was terrified I’d expose her.

Blake’s expression gets even uglier.

He looks Preston up and down. Sneers.

“You’re seriously taking my sloppy seconds? Four years’ worth. That’s embarrassing, dude.”

Something inside me cracks.

Four years.

I gave him everything.

This is what I get.

I want to scream-but my jaw won’t move right.

My chest jerks up and down. Can’t catch my breath.

Preston’s hand slides to my ribs. Gentle pressure. Steadying me.

Blake finally notices Summer’s bleeding.

Rushes over. All concerned boyfriend now.

Shoots Preston a death glare.

“I don’t know who you think you are. But you just broke into the Sinclair mansion. Assaulted the Sinclair heiress. You’re screwed.”

Preston laughs.

Short. Cold.

“The heiress? You mean her?”

Nods toward Summer.

Blake’s eyes shde to me.

Then he grins. Mean.

“Oh, I see what happened. Willow told you she’s the heiress, didn’t she?”

Shakes his head like it’s hilarious.

“Sorry, man. She played you. Total gold digger move.”

Turns around, yells at Maria.

“Maria! Tell him who the real Sinclair is!”

Maria’s whole body is shaking.

Won’t look up.

All the other staff are on their knees. Faces white.

Because they know.

Dad has Preston over for tea twice a week.

They know exactly who he is.

Preston’s eyes sweep over them. Ice-cold.

Then he lifts me up like I weigh nothing.

“You hurt her. All of you.”

His voice drops lower.

“The Sinclairs are coming for you. The Ashfords are coming for you.”

Without waiting for a response.

He walks out, gets in his car, and drives straight to the ER.