Chapter 11

Clarissa snatched the envelope from Kieran’s hand, tore it open, and held the letter right in front of her.

“Look at the handwriting and the signature. If it’s not you, then who else could it be?!”

Kieran, with his hand on Roschelle’s slender shoulder, stared at Alarieka with cold eyes.

Clarissa’s face twisted with mockery as she read every single word of the love letter out loud.

“Kier, I’ve been watching you from behind all this time. Can you turn and look at me?”

As Alarieka listened to Clarissa’s voice, she clenched her fists tighter and tighter.

She recognized the words. She had written that letter before her rebirth. Back then, she still had unrealistic fantasies about Kieran.

But she had always hidden the love letter well. There was no way she could have stuffed it into Kieran’s room.

So, there was only one possibility.

Someone else had stolen it and placed it in Kieran’s room.

It could either be Clarissa or Roschelle.

“Enough,” Kieran’s voice was low and hoarse, filled with anger. He snapped with a cold and stern expression, “I don’t want to hear it anymore.”

With a sneer, Clarissa closed her mouth and stuffed the love letter into Alarieka’s arms with disgust.

Even though Alarieka had been reborn, she couldn’t remain indifferent to Kieran’s gaze. She only felt a chill all over.

Kieran said in a questioning tone, “Alarieka, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation.”

Roschelle suddenly tugged at Kieran’s arm and said softly, “Ms. Huston is just a child. Kier, don’t take it to heart or get angry.”

Roschelle looked at Alarieka with a bit of sympathy. “But she really needs to be disciplined to focus on studying and stop daydreaming.”

Kieran looked at her coldly. “Alarieka, I’ve already told you not to put your dirty thoughts on me. Don’t push your luck.”

Alarieka took a deep breath. “I didn’t put the love letter in your room. It was someone else.”

Clarissa sneered, “Someone else? No one else would be as shameless as you to do such a thing, trying to break up Kieran and Rose.”

Alarieka ignored Clarissa’s words.

She looked straight into Kieran’s indifferent eyes. “Kieran, I was wrong. I should have formally talked to you to avoid misunderstandings in the future.”

Kieran’s gaze remained unchanged, as cold as ever.

Alarieka said seriously, “Now I formally tell you, I don’t like you anymore.”

Kieran’s fingers, resting on Roschelle’s shoulder, suddenly twitched.

Stunned, Roschelle looked up at Kieran’s expression.

When she saw that Kieran fixed his eyes on Alarieka, her heart skipped a beat.

Alarieka went on, “I was mistaken before. I had feelings for the wrong person. I was blind to see you in that way. I realize my mistake and I’m going to change. From now on, I’ll never have those inappropriate thoughts again. I promise to keep my distance and won’t offend you anymore.”

After personally admitting that her thoughts were disgusting, Alarieka felt a weight lift off her mind.

Staring into Kieran’s eyes for a long time, Alarieka picked up the love letter that she had almost forgotten about.

Right in front of Kieran, she tore it to shreds with her own hands.

Kieran was trying to stop her from saying what she was about to say. “Alarieka.”

“One last thing, Kieran. From now on, I will draw a clear line between us.”

With that, she bent down toward Kieran.

She missed the fleeting surprise in Kieran’s eyes. He quickly hid it, pursing his lips and frowning.

As Alarieka straightened up, she suddenly noticed that Roschelle and Clarissa had left.

Chapter 12