Illeana had shed every trace of her sweet, obedient schoolgirl self. Now, she looked downright vicious-voice shrill,
eyes cold and menacing. She raked a hand through her hair in frustration, then lashed out, kicking Mae without
warning.
Mae nearly collapsed to her knees but just managed to steady herself, too scared to utter a word. She hurriedly
grabbed lleana’s backpack, then pulled out the prepared slippers, placing them in front of her while kneeling.
“Can’t you see what needs to be done?” Ileana shot Mae a glare, growing more irritable the longer she looked at
her. She raised a hand, about to shove the girl again, when footsteps echoed down the hall.
Instantly, the color drained from lleana’s face. Her pupils contracted, and she jerked her hand behind her back,
trembling slightly, the picture of anxiety.
“Dad.” Ileana swallowed hard, not daring to meet Scott's eyes.
“Mae, bring stea to the study.”
“Yes, sir.” Mae hung the backpack on a nearby rack and hurried off to the kitchen.
“Chere.” Scott didn’t specify whom he meant, only glanced coolly in lleana’s direction.
Clenching her fists to hide the hatred in her eyes, Ileana trailed after him, careful to
mask her emotions.
Once the door closed behind them, Ileana stood before the desk, head bowed,
unable to meet Scott's gaze as he sat in the high-backed chair. The silence between them was thick and stifling;
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtneither spoke.
“Dad, when... when did you get back?” Illeana was young, and the oppressive quiet quickly becunbearable.
She broke the silence first, her voice thin and
tentative.
Scott tapped his fingers on the desktop, saying nothing. The steady thud-tap, tap, tap-seemed to strike lleana’s
heart with each beat. Her hands began to shake, eyes darting nervously, and a moment later, tears slipped
silently down onto the handmade rug at her feet.
“Dad... I'm sorry. | just today was so hard, and I'm so angry,” she stammered.
Scott remained unmoved, his expression unreadable. Illeana could only force herself to continue.
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“Sis... | don’t know why, but she’s always targeting me. She even got the other students to freezeout. | don’t
know what | did to deserve it. Maybe it’s because of my adoptive family. Dad, maybe we should bring her home,
too. This is all my fault. | shouldn't have cback at all, but... | just wanted to find my real parents.”
Tears streamed down her face as she wiped them away with a trembling hand, her small figure shaking, looking
utterly pitiful.
“You're saying Alessia turned the others against you?” For the first time, Scott's face showed a flicker of interest.
lleana’s heart leapt; she thought he
might finally stand up for her. Still, a
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She'd grown up pampered by the Mortons, the envy of Crestview High-she’d never known this kind of cold
shoulder. The sting was real, and this time, her tears weren't entirely an act.
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“Alessia lost the support of the Tate family, yet she still has the students at school on her side. Meanwhile, you
carry the Tate name, but you're the one being left out. Don’t you think you should ask yourself why you're losing
to Alessia?”
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