Chapter 116

Tanya stood speechless, her humiliation evident. She deserved it, honestly.

“Ms. Twain, if there’s nothing else, you should leave early. You’re carrying a one-of-a-kind, after all. Something happening wouldn’t be good,” I added, offering a genuine warning, not mockery.

The thought struck me—she’d decided to keep the baby, so she must have her reasons. But she should be more careful; places like amusement parks were risky. Unless, deep down, she didn't actually want this baby. The thought hit me hard as I looked at her face.

She was too consumed by shame to react. Having said my piece and vented my anger, I turned to leave.

“Do you really not love Jace anymore? Do you really not want to be with him?” Tanya called out.

I smirked, without turning. “Yeah, I’m giving him to you.”

I was, but I doubted she could keep him. Jace had been acting like an idiot these past few days, clearly still harboring feelings for me—feelings he hadn't realized until our breakup. Now, he was pulling stunts to get my attention. His relationship with Tanya seemed impulsive, not genuine love.

Even so, I couldn't forgive it. When I wanted something, it was mine. No exceptions. And no way was my guy touching anyone else, or letting anyone else touch him. If he did, I was done.

“Then just stay away from him. Don’t even see him,” Tanya said, leaving me speechless.

Her words made it clear—she had feelings for Jace. Maybe not grand love, but she wanted a guy who provided for her, a place to stay, and access to his credit card.

Reaching the elevator, I turned back, smirking. “Why don’t you toss me a few million, and I’ll vanish into the mountains? Then you can have whatever you want.”

Tanya paled, clutching her dress. She’d admitted to being broke, relying on Jace’s card. My words stung, and I knew it.

The elevator doors opened, and I stepped inside, unconcerned with her expression.

Back in Demi’s room, unsure what to do, I started watching the show she’d been raving about. It was good; I’d already watched five episodes when I heard a noise outside the door. It was Hayden.

“Ms. Young, tell Ms. Kay to come to my room in ten minutes.”

“Okay,” Demi replied, cracking the door open. I only saw her shoes fly off at first.

“I’m beat. Is this even work for humans?” Demi grumbled, shuffling in.

I put down my phone and patted the couch beside me. “Come here, let me give you a massage.”

Demi came over, but instead of lying down, she hugged me tightly. “Keira, come back already. We can’t handle this without you.”

I patted her head gently. “If you want to take on the big stuff, you’ve got to tough it out. Now, go take a bath and get some sleep.”

“I’m not bathing. I just want to crash,” Demi mumbled, trying to get up. Noticing the paused show on my phone, she pouted. “You’re so heartless.”

I gave her a soft smile. “Come on, be good. Once you’re done with work and on vacation, you can binge it all day.”

Demi huffed, but before disappearing into her bedroom, she said, “By the way, Mr. Hart wants to see you in his room.”

“Mhm,” I nodded; I’d already heard him.

“I just realized he isn’t cute at all. I’ve gone from fangirl to hater,” Demi grumbled, and I almost laughed. Hayden must have really tested her today.

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