He Paid Me To Strip So I Smashed His Head Instead Chapter 09

He Paid Me To Strip So I Smashed His Head Instead Chapter 09

“You’re not the Sterling heiress anymore.”

“You have no right to bully Chloe.”

I froze.

Right. It wasn’t ten years ago.

I wasn’t the Sterling heiress.and Chloe was no longer just an assistant manager’s daughter.

Her father had been my dad’s assistant. After my family went bankrupt, he jumped ship to Ethan’s

company.

Later, Chloe and Ethan went to the same college.

And everything changed from there.

For the first few years, I held my head high and cut all ties.

But when life got too hard, I crawled back.

I entangled myself with them all over again.

And here I was.

Memories of ten years ago crashed over me.

Looking back, Serena Sterling’s life this past decade had been… a complete disaster.

I knew I was arrogant. I knew I was full of myself.

Yet, for money, I’d bowed my head. I’d fought like a desperate animal for the attention of a few men.

I’d even lost myself.

Just like Xavier said.

Ugly. Pathetic.

And so damn pitiful.

I couldn’t even bring myself to hate her anymore.

She’d made a mess of herself.

Lucas toyed with her. Ethan treated her with indifference. Xavier mocked her.

She wasn’t the favorite of the author.

Even these random live comments dripped with venom.

If even I started to condemn her…

How tragic must Serena Sterling feel?

A rare anguish flashed across my face.

The expressions of the people shifted.

Lucas stopped smiling. “Serena, what’s wrong?”

Ethan looked conflicted-ashamed, guilty. But his voice remained cold. “Serena,

My sentence broke off.

A single tear traced down my cheek.

Xavier stood beside me. He reached out and caught it on his fingertip.

I looked up, startled, meeting his deep gaze.

“You cried. Why?”

I was stunned, as if just realizing it.

I touched my face. My fingers came away wet and cold.

But I quickly masked the moment.

“I don’t care,” I said casually. “Just a trip down memory lane.”

Chloe stopped crying too, watching me with a complicated expression.

The live comments erupted again.

[Did Serena just cry?]

[Acting. She hasn’t cried once till now. Heartless.]

[I feel a little bad. I’m reflecting.]

[Don’t lie, I feel bad too. Waaah, a beauty in tears. Even if she’s a vixen, I can’t take it.]

I stood and smoothed the wrinkles from my dress.

“It’s late. I should head home, or I’ll miss the last subway.”

With that, I walked away gracefully, leaving Lucas and the others staring after me, their expressions unreadable.