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“Who are you?” I asked.
“Who am I? You little tramp-you steal my daughter’s man, and now you’re here fooling around with someone else? Have you no decency?” she shouted, her voice ringing across the restaurant.
It was the middle of the dinner rush, and the place was packed. Every head turned in our direction, eager for a show.
“Show some respect, ma’am. You’re old enough to know better than to make baseless accusations,” Daniel said coldly.
“Respect?” The woman raised her hand.
“I’ll show you what you deserve.”I saw the slap coming and leaned back just in time, avoiding her hand.
She was wearing rings-if she’d connected, they might have cut my face. But though I dodged the rings, I didn’t escape completely. Her long pinky nail grazed my cheek, and I felt a sharp sting. She’d definitely broken the skin.
“You want to know who I am? I’m Genevieve’s mother. And you deserved that,” she spat, jabbing a finger in my direction.
“Now I see where your daughter gets her appalling manners,” I shot back.
“She’s the one chasing after my husband, but you have the nerve to come after me? How pathetic.”
“You’re the one who’s pathetic! Only a shameless homewrecker like you would have the gall to say that. You say you’re married, yet here you are, cosying up to another man. Have you no decency? What kind of parents raised you?” Her tone was dripping with scorn.
“How my parents raised me is none of your business. Having a meal with a friend doesn’t make me shameless. Maybe you should be asking why your daughter keeps throwing herself at a married man instead of lecturing me. Or does that not embarrass you?”
“You-!”
“And since when is having dinner with a man a crime? Have you never had a meal with a male friend, colleague, or relative? If your mind immediately goes to affairs, maybe that says more about you than me,” I added.
Too angry to respond, she raised her hand to slap me again. This time, I caught her wrist firmly and pushed her back.
She stumbled several steps, nearly losing her balance.
“You… you slut! You’ll get what’s coming to you!”
“If anyone’s headed for karma, it’s your daughter. Ask her about all the horrible things she’s done.”
“Want me to throw her out?” Daniel asked.
I shook my head.
“I’m done with her.”He shot her a final glare before following me out of the restaurant.
I pulled my hand free.
“Thank you for the flash drive, but I have to go.”
“Where are you going? Let me drive you. And that cut on your face-we should get it looked at.”
“It’s fine,” I said without looking at him.
Just then, a taxi pulled up. I got in and left.
As the cab drove off, my phone rang.
I answered, “Hi, Naomi.”
“Are you finished yet?” she asked.
“I’m so bored on my own. You need to come and keep me company. They won’t let me drink anything but juice. It’s so dull.”
“I’m on my way. Should be there in about ten minutes,” I said, glancing at the traffic outside.
About ten minutes later, I pulled up outside the bar. The moment I got out of the car, I saw Sebastian walking towards me.
Had he been waiting outside for me?
When he saw me, his eyes turned colder. He quickened his pace, covering the ground in a few long strides until he was right beside me. His brows were drawn tightly together.
“What happened to your face?”I’d almost forgotten about the mark on my cheek.
“Oh… that. I just scraped it by accident.”He took my hand.
“Tell me who did this to you.”
“Just leave it, please.”I didn’t want to put Sebastian in a difficult position, and I didn’t want to upset myself all over again. If I told him it was Genevieve’s mother, what would he do? Would he actually confront her for my sake?
“Tell me.”I looked up and met his frustrated gaze.
“Fine, since you want to know, I’ll tell you. It was Genevieve’s mother. She said I stole her daughter’s boyfriend. She decided to teach me a lesson, slapped me, and her nail caught my cheek. That’s how I got this scratch.”His eyes narrowed.
“Come on.” He took my hand and led me firmly towards the car park.
“Where are you taking me?”He made a quick call.
“Ryan, something’s come up. I have to go. Put everything on my tab.”Ryan must have asked why, because Sebastian replied, “I’m settling a score for my wife.”
“You’re really going to confront Genevieve’s mother?” I asked after he hung up.
“She hit me, yes, but I hit her back. What are you actually going to do?”
“Get justice for you,” he said simply.
“How, exactly?”
“You’ll see. But I won’t let you be treated this way.”When we arrived at Genevieve’s house, she looked far from pleased to see Sebastian showing up with me in tow.
“Well, well,” she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness.
“What are you doing here? Our house isn’t open to women who can’t keep their hands to themselves.”Sebastian’s face was like stone.
“Take back what you just said, or I’ll make you regret it.”
“Oh, really? Can’t face the truth? Weren’t you having dinner with another man tonight? Letting him hold your hand all cosy and close? Can you deny it?” She took several steps toward me, crowding my space.
“Go on, Eleanor. Why don’t you tell him who you were with tonight? Your ex-boyfriend, Daniel.” She gave a cold laugh, then turned her mocking gaze back to Sebastian.
“Your wife is making a fool of you, and you don’t even know it. How pathetic.”Sebastian’s expression had grown even darker, his brows locked tightly together.
“Well? Nothing to say?” Genevieve looked at him with smug satisfaction.
“The woman you cherish so much doesn’t seem to care much about you. She’s making a fool of you behind your back. How does it feel? Does it hurt?
I watched Sebastian’s stony expression. I knew he was furious.
But he refused to look at me.
Didn’t he trust me? Why wasn’t he asking for my side of the story?
Just then, Genevieve’s mother made her entrance.
“Well, look who it is. What are you doing here, you shameless little -“
“You will apologise to my wife,” Sebastian cut in.
“Sebastian! You… you mustn’t be fooled by this woman! Don’t be taken in by that innocent act. She’s vicious underneath. She told you I hit her, did she? But did she tell you she hit me back? She has no respect for her vows, and even less for her elders! Someone had to teach her a lesson. I was doing you a favour.”
“Elder? Sorry, but are we acquainted? I don’t even know you,” I snorted.
“Seb, don’t be deceived by her!” Genevieve cried out in anger.
“She’s not what she seems, she’s not innocent at all. She runs to you to tattle the moment my mother disciplines her, but she doesn’t tell you what she did to provoke it!”Sebastian’s voice was icy.
“I know exactly the kind of person she is. I don’t need you to tell me. Apologise, or the restaurant chain your company owns shuts down tomorrow.”Rosie Crawford spluttered, “What? Why? You can’t-“
“Breach of fire safety regulations, substandard hygiene, passing off inferior ingredients as premium… take your pick. Any one reason is enough to shut you down for weeks, if not months.”
“You can’t do that!”
“You know perfectly well I can make it happen with one phone call. And I will, unless you apologise.”
“You… how dare you!” Rosie Crawford was trembling with rage.
“You ungrateful boy, Sebastian! I never thought you’d turn out like this. How can you speak to me this way? Have you forgotten… have you forgotten what we did for you? You forget the debt you owe our family!”
“You said it yourself. I owe your family, not my wife. She owes you nothing. How you treat me is one thing. But targeting my wife is unacceptable.”Genevieve stamped her foot.
Sebastian took out his phone,
“Don’t make the call!” Rosie Crawford’s face flushed with anger, then paled. Finally, she bit out the words, reluctant and sour, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have hit you.”I shrugged.
“Apology accepted.” For now.
Walking out of their house, I couldn’t stop turning over Rosie Crawford’s words. What was this debt Sebastian owed them? Was this the reason he kept protecting Genevieve, over and over again?
Sebastian was silent too.
I was waiting for him to ask me about meeting Daniel, but he didn’t say a word.
Was he silent because he trusted me? Or was it because… he simply didn’t care?
We barely spoke for the rest of the evening.
Early the next morning, the sound of Sebastian’s phone ringing jerked me awake from a deep sleep.
Sebastian answered.
“What is it?”
“What on earth have you done to Genevieve? How could you be so cruel? How could you do something like this?”I recognised Rosie Crawford’s characteristically shrill voice.
“How could you have people throw her into the lake!? She almost drowned! She’s in hospital now, still coughing up water! She can’t stop shaking! I-“
“If she can be cruel enough to do those things to Eleanor, why shouldn’t I return the favour?” Sebastian’s tone was ice-cold and unapologetic.
“You can tell her this: she’s welcome to keep pushing her luck. Whatever she does to Eleanor, she’ll get it back tenfold.”He hung up.