Chapter 521 You Tore His Shirt!
If Derrick thought marrying Marie would cover something up, then he seriously miscalcted.
With someone like Marie, he’d be lucky not to getpletely wrecked.
<i>A </i>cover <i>marriage</i><b><i>? </i></b><b><i>No. </i></b><i>More </i>like <i>marrying </i>a <i>ticking </i><i>time </i><i>bomb</i><i>. </i>
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At the Dawson family estate.
Ste had just hung up with Abraham when a call from Tessa came in.
On the line, Tessa told Ste she’d done exactly what she was told–she hadn’t done anything.
Ste responded, “Good. That’s exactly what you need to do.”
As far as Ste was concerned, all the trouble Tessa had stirred up around Victor before was because she was too proactive.
Back in Rivermount, Tessa would’ve thought of these tricks on her own without Ste saying a word.
But around Victor… she was probably just too terrified to function properly.
However, one thing they’d overlooked–she and Victor were <i>living </i><i>under </i><i>the </i><i>same </i>roof…
Just moments ago, Tessa had insisted she hadn’t done a thing.
And then-
“I tore Victor’s shirt.”
The voice on the other end sounded like someone whose will to live had just died.
Wait<i>, </i>what?
Tessa’s sudden confession had Ste pausing in stunned silence for several seconds, her brain stalling.
Words kept looping in her head, belt buckle… towel… pants… shirt…
“You’ve basically stripped Victor down to nothing at this point.”
Forget Tessa being mortified–Ste was embarrassed just listening.
Tessa whimpered, “Don’t say it out loud. Ipletely cked out. It was like back in Shallow Bay all over again. Anyone watching would think I’m just dying to get into his pants. I can’t exin this even if I had ten mouths–ugh…”
The more she spoke, the more hysterical she sounded, and in the end, she just broke down crying.
Ste said, “You’re calling that ‘nothing happened?? Girl, you did <i>everything</i>.”
And she wasn’t wrong.
Even Ste had to ask, “Be honest with me. Do you like Victor? Are you doing this on purpose?<b>” </b>
That pushed Tessa over the edge.
“I swear to God, I’m not doing it on purpose!”
As <i>if</i><i>. </i>
Still, Ste tried again. “Didn’t I say not to do anything? <b>Just </b><b>stay </b>still, do nothing, be <b>a </b>couch potato!”
At this point, Ste was starting to question if Tessa had always been this ident–prone. Back in Rivermount, she’d never been this chaotic. But now? This level of chaos was next <b>level</b>.
Tessa whined, “I really didn’t do anything!”
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Chapter 521 You Tore His Shirt!
“You didn’t do anything, and you tore Victor’s shirt?”
“No, I didn’t strip him. I <i>tore </i>it.”
“Same thing!” Ste snapped.
<b>As </b>far <b>as </b>she was concerned, there was no meaningful difference between the two.
Tessa muttered, “There’s a difference…”
<i>Impossible </i><i>to </i><i>reason </i>with.
Ste sighed. “Then don’t go near him. If you don’t like him, avoid him. But if you <i>do </i>like him-
“I don’t like him! I’m terrified of him!”
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Those three men were scary as hell. Who the hell would like that? It was enough to make her want to dig a hole and hide.
Ste pressed, “Then don’t see him, I’m begging you. If you really piss him off, I can’t promise I’ll be able to protect you.” victor had status–not to mention, he was close to Abraham. If she made him truly angry.. the consequences could be bad. Really bad.
Sure, Abraham had said Victor probably liked Tessa. But to Ste? That didn’t seem convincing at all.
Tessa sniffled, “It’s not like I <i>wanted </i>to see him.”
If she didn’t want to see him, then how did she end up ripping his clothes?
Ste massaged her forehead. <i>Headache </i><i>central</i>.
“Alright, enough about that.”
Whenever they talked about Tessa and Victor, Ste felt like she was walking on a tightrope over a pit of fire.
She was just about to offer to send someone to pick Tessa up–<b>even </b>if she had to storm the ce herself.
But then Tessa said, “Let’s talk about my mom instead.”
“You confirmed it for me already, right?”
That was what she was really anxious about–news of her mother.
Ste answered, “Still confirming. I’ll make <b>a </b>call and check.”
“Okay. Go ahead.”
Tessa hung up.
Marie nced over. “Your bestie?”
Ste nodded. “Yeah.”
Every time she called, she sounded like she <b>was </b>scared out of her mind.
But when Ste tried to go get her? She refused to leave.
Marie smirked. “No wonder you’ve been missing the past couple <b>years</b>. You had a new sister out there.”
She said it in the most passive–aggressive tone imaginable.