Novel Palace
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Chapter 42: Michael's Fury
Lucy sighed softly, her lips pressing into a thin line.
"Alright, I'll take the blame. My apologies to you and Cathy. Let's all move on."
She really knows how to see the bigger picture.
But it put Cathy in an awkward spot. She saw the looks from everyone around her, and her eyes turned red with anger.
She stomped her foot and dashed to the bathroom.
With the protagonist's departure, the chaos naturally came to an end.
Chloe glanced at Lucy.
"Aren't you worried Cathy might come after you later?"
Lucy's eyes flickered before she smiled and said, "Chloe, I'm not quite sure what you mean."
Seeing her reaction, Chloe didn't bother saying more and just turned to leave.
As she passed the bathroom, she tilted her head for a quick glance.
Chapter 42: Michael's Fury
She overheard Cathy cursing inside. With a raised eyebrow, she walked in.
Cathy whipped around, saw Chloe, and her anger flared even hotter.
"Chloe, enjoying yourself, huh? Bet you loved seeing me make a fool of myself out there."
Chloe crossed her arms and smirked, "Cathy, back in college, were you just a bookworm with no clue about the real world?" Cathy was at a loss for words, totally baffled.
"You've been played, totally controlled. You don't even know who your real enemy is. Stop trying to scheme; you're outmatched." With that, Chloe clicked her high heels and strutted out of the bathroom.
Cathy's furious roar echoed from inside.
Chloe shook her head.
She thought, "Cathy's too young to handle even this."
She found Quinn, ready to make their escape together.
Just as she reached the door, a strong hand grabbed her wrist.
By the time she realized what was happening, she was already
Chapter 42: Michael's Fury
shoved into the backseat of Michael's Maserati.
"Are you crazy?"
Chloe struggled, but she couldn't budge.
The car sped off, and she shot Michael a fierce glare over her shoulder.
"Going crazy? Chloe, I think you're the one who hasn't had enough of leaning on that guy today."
Chloe knew he meant Quinn. Now that she was in the car, she couldn't be bothered to explain.
She leaned back in her chair, her voice icy, "Yeah, if you hadn't dragged me into the car, I could've relaxed a bit longer."
Her blatant provocation made Michael frown.
"Am I not enough for you?"
He moved closer to her in the cramped backseat, the space between them disappearing.
His gaze turned deadly and terrifying.
Chloe smirked, looking up at him, "Well, what can you do? You're just not good enough."Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
The biggest no-no for a man? Telling him he can't.
Chapter 42: Michael's Fury
Michael narrowed his eyes slightly. In the next moment, he had her pinned beneath him, their skin touching.
He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "I'll show you right now who can't handle it!"
Chloe felt a pang of nervousness. She knew he could be impulsive, the kind to actually try something like that in the car.
He's shameless, but she's got some dignity left!
She pressed a hand to his chest, her eyes cold. "I'm not in the mood," she said.
"What did you just say?"
Michael couldn't believe his ears. She actually had the nerve to tell him she wasn't interested.
"I'm not interested in you. Need me to say it again?"
Michael couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.
He slid over and took the seat next to her.
"That's the spirit, Chloe! Keep it up! Stop the car!!"