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Technically true. But still. Bit harsh.
“Look at me!” he whined.
“I’m the one bleeding! Check out the bruises! I’m the real victim here. Arrest Sebastian Laurent while you’re at it-he’s the one who smashed my face in!”Another officer raised an eyebrow.
“Given the circumstances, it looks a lot like self-defence.”Daniel groaned like his soul had been kicked in the nuts.
He sagged against the chair.
“Can I at least post bail? I need a hospital. If I stay here any longer, I’m gonna die of internal bleeding or whatever.”
“You’ll live. Sit tight.” The officer shot him a flat look and left the room with the others.
Apparently, someone upstairs wanted to make an example of him.
Top-tier treatment, maximum punishment.
No way he was getting out any time soon.
Across town, Clive Granger found out what happened and went absolutely nuclear.
“Get him out,” he barked at his assistant.
The assistant tried.
All day.
No luck.
Clive knew someone was pulling strings behind the scenes.
He sighed, yanked on his coat, and decided to grovel in person.
Three days.
That’s how long it took to call in favours, bend over backwards, and kiss arse from one end of Skyline to the other.
But finally, he got Daniel out.
Daniel had barely stepped into the car before Clive slapped him so hard his vision pixelated.
“Useless piece of shit.”Clear 54 Chve Daniel, already looking like he’d been thrown down an escalator, cinched his face and whimpered Dad, seriously, it wasn’t my fault. Sebastian set me imp “Shut your mouth! Drive to the hospital,” he told the driver, then terned back to thys with a smart “What the hell were your thinking? You picked a fight with Sebastian bloody Laurent?”Daniel flailed weakly.
“I didn’t! He beat the crap out of me unprovoked!
You think I don’t know what you were doing at Dakwood?” Clive shot him a glare that could’ve melted steel. I told you how to spin the story. Direct the heat on Eleanor. You can’t even do that right! What do I have to do, write you a damni script?*
His tone dropped, serious now.
“Leave Eleanor alone for now. I’m booking you into a hospital. Stay there and heal up. And for the love of God, don’t cause another scandal”
“Yeah, yeah… got it…”Clive hired a full-time nurse to watch over Daniel and very intentionally barred Louisa and Willow from visiting Daniel lay in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling.
Catherine had been calling him nonstop, leaving increasingly frantic voice messages.
He’d replied with a curt “I’m fine,” then shut off his phone before she could ask him again if he preferred ?ze or Nice.
As if he could be going anywhere anytime soon.
It hurt for him to sit up, to wince, even to spit.
The more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled.
He hadn’t even thrown a punch, and now his whole body felt like it’d been run over by a garbage truck.
Meanwhile, Eleanor got to waltz around town looking smug, probably shopping for her wedding dress.
She was the reason Daniel was bleeding, yet somehow, she came out of it squeaky clean.
Rage crawled under his skin like ants.
Screw what his father said.
He wasn’t going down without a fight.
Daniel yanked out his phone and opened the group chat with his closest friends, his inner circle.
Daniel: [Eleanor ran off with someone else. Wedding’s off. I’m done.]
Message sent.
Boom. It was like setting off a grenade in a crowded room.
The group chat lit up.
Montgomery Hayes was the first to bite.
Monty Hayes: [Wait, what the hell? Eleanor cheated on you?]
More came flooding in:
[She used to follow you around everywhere. What’d you do to piss her off this time?]
Didn’t we bet she’d come crawling back in, like, three days? And now she’s run off with someone else?] {
[Is this a joke? @Daniel, did you get blackout drunk again?]
Daniel stabbed his thumbs at the screen.
Daniel: II’m NOT drunk. Eleanor screwed me over. She’s been sneaking around with some random guy. The engagement’s off. So’s the wedding. You can burn the invites.]
There was no way he was dropping Sebastian’s name.
Hell no. That was suicide by group chat.
So he kept it vague.
The bait worked.
[Damn. So much for her good girl act. Elean’s got game.]
[Always thought she looked too innocent. Those are the sneakiest ones.]
[Fact: women always cheat.]
[Sorry, bro. You’ll find somebody better.]
[Yeah, like Cathy. She’s back in town, isn’t she?]
[Forget Elean, bro, come out tonight, let’s hit the new strip club on 8th.]
Daniel watched the accusations stack up.
Every insult, every dig, every emoji-flavoured roast-it was healing.
He recorded a voice note, deliberately raspy, half-sniffle, half-Oscar reel.
Daniel: [She lied to me, guys… properly wrecked me. I gave her everything, and she just… yeah. Guess I wasn’t enough. I’m not in the mood to hang out. Just leave me alone for a while, okay?]
And Send.
Daniel disappeared from my life I didn’t care if he was in jail or in a hospital, as long as he wasn’t six feet under.
It was a fine Filday, I was at the Nyx Collective studio admiring the hecklace I’d just designed.
I’d used my employee perks to get it custom made my design, my materials, my signature, my everything,
There was literally only one of these in the world.
And in two days, it was going to be Yvaine’s birthday present.
I’d barely had time to breathe in its perfection when my phone lit up with Yvaine’s name.
Shit. Had she somehow found out?
Surprise ruined.
I picked up, bracing myself.
Instead, I got:
“That dickstain! Next time I see him, I’m stapling his lying mouth shut. The balls on him, spewing bullshit like he’s got a diploma in defamation. Did he eat shame for breakfast or was he just born this scummy?”
“Whoa, slow down, what happened?” I asked.
“Check your phone. I just sent you some screenshots. That sewer rat’s mouthing off again.”I opened the images.
“Are you kidding me?” I muttered.
“Daniel actually said that?”
“Said it, sent it, and broadcast it,” Yvaine spat.
“Someone in his boys-only group chat leaked it. It’s already in, like, fifteen chats. I saw it in a spin class group I don’t even remember joining.”
“Of course it’s going viral,” I mumbled.
“Everybody loves a good scandal.”
“I got myself added to his little dick-swinging group chat. Don’t ask how. I tagged him in every message, asked him to retract his damn lies.”
“I’m guessing he didn’t comply.”
“He went silent, that weasel. Then someone kicked me out of the group, probably after Daniel went crying to the mod like the spineless little coward he is.”I nodded.