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The little brat's father

It is such a pity, Diana thought. She was honestly going to try and get the rest of the day without seeing or speaking to Jordan.

After their last encounter where he had tactfully and skillfully humiliated her in front of the entire school, he was the last person she wanted to be speaking to.

Yet, here he was. And with a deep scowl on his face as though she owed him anything. After what he had done to her, he was supposed to be on his knees and rendering apologies.

But you did not apologize to someone you did not respect, and Jordan did not respect her…at all.

No one liked or respected the stray wolf from the Redmoon pack. They only struggled to be nice to her, or tolerated her.

Diana knew that she was going to have to speak to him either way. So, she straightened her stance, maintained her posture. She wore her thick coat of false confidence and took sturdy steps towards her table.

She felt all eyes on her as she walked. Everyone knew that she was dating Jordan Bett, the son of
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