Chapter Thirty One

Sheila paced angrily in her room, her hand subconsciously rubbing her right cheek softly, it still hurt from the sting of the slap and each time she felt the pain she cursed the man wishing him a horrible death.

Keith thought he has won because he is fucking an old hag who was rolling in cash, he thought he could get away under her protection but she would prove him wrong, remind him who the boss is, and get her revenge. Keith had messed with the wrong person. She was going to get back at him no matter what, not even his old hag wouldn't be able to save him. Sheila stopped pacing, panting softly like she ran a marathon.

The first day she met Keith was at a seminar which she had attended because her father was busy and couldn't go himself so she had to cover up for him. That day she wasn't only pissed to have to be attending a boring meeting about things that didn't matter to her but had to cancel plans that were actually important to come and act interested in stuff she didn't give
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