All Chapters of Beware Dear Ex, I’m Back For Revenge: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LUCAS"… the marketing team could up their antics a bit. Maybe the head of the team could look into expanding targets to be met. The records are looking a bit different from what we are used to.—I mean, a couple dollar stacks down, but I can see the effort.If we are going to launch a new project, we should first ensure that the older ones are yielding good profit. Right, Lucas?"The thing was I could hear the words, but I was not really paying attention to them. My eyes were currently transfixed on my phone which was rare for me to do during meetings. Today was an exception, though. I had just found Clara's new social media account and she had posted pictures from that night at the party. The one where she wore the shortest fucking gown known to mankind.A big exaggerated, but I could not get my mind off the image of her walking away and flashing her ass cheeks at me—and that loser, Andy—as she went. Not to mention the way her boobs sat nicely against the fabrics of the clothes, squ

CLARA"Ah, you should not have bothered to come at all, then. I would have actually preferred the original guardian of the child. Lucas. I wonder why he's not here, maybe I could call him up, since you aren't so comfortable." I spoke sweetly. My words had its desired effect. She was quick to conceal the reaction, but her eyes had flashed with anger after I had said that. She responded with a smile of hers—sickenly sweet and fucking fake, "Oh no need to bother with that. My soon to be husband, Lucas, already informed me that he would be very busy today."It was like an alarm had just blown up in my head. The words left my mouth before I could control myself,"Husband?"She smirked proudly, "I didn’t stutter."I caught myself, straightening and taking a deep breath at the same time, "Hmm, good for you." Then moving closer to her, I looked straight ahead as I whispered close to her ear, "Hope he knows you cannot bear children though? That you walk around without a womb? Well, I am sur

CLARAHe left me alone after a few more minutes of poking for answers and and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.Across the room where he sat, Ella leaned into him, her fingers tracing slow circles on his chest. He barely regarded her, clearly too busy with his phone. I caught her eyes on me a couple of times and instead of the reaction I was sure she wanted to get from me, I was just plain irritated by her desperation."Yeah, I don't like her either." Someone whispered behind me.I didn’t answer, just turned to her carefully. She smirked.I was slightly taken aback by the way her skin radiated and how perfect she looked, but I gathered myself fast, "Hello, I'm Clara. I'm here for my father—""Dr. Raphael Evergreen. Yeah, I have heard of him and his countless degrees." She smiled, handing me her card. "I'm Kate. We should talk sometime.""Absolutely," I responded, slipping the card into my clutch.I met a couple other influential people whom my father knew, and I saved so

CLARA"Principal Hart wants you in his office now, Clara." Since I heard those words, I've not been able to shake off the feeling of nervousness that had overwhelmed me. For some reason, it was like I already knew what/who this was about. I wondered what he wanted to say, since I had vehemently gone against the guardian—Lucas's orders. Hopefully he had not ordered the end of my job… not yet.I knocked at Principal Hart's office door, then took a deep breath before walking inside.He looked up at me immediately I entered, and the expression on his face was not friendly in the least.It was even more scary because Principal Hart always had a smile on his face. He was a young man in his late thirties and he already had deep smile lines because of how much he smiled. For him not to have a smile on his face on seeing me was a sign that I was in trouble. Great."Sit." He ordered without wasting time.I nodded and took my seat across from his, waiting."Miss Clara. You have been a good tea

LUCAS"Hey Connie, what's up? Where's everyone?" Connie's head tilted up at the sound of my voice but he ended up focusing back on the bread and jam he was putting together. Like he had not heard me, but I knew he had."They're in the hall; the one downstairs." His voice was low, flat, not the usual playful lilt he used to have around me. It stung more than I wanted to admit. I stayed by the doorway for a second longer, then finally moved around the island to stand next to him."Conrad."He let out a long sigh, finally looking up, but his expression was one that showed that he clearly did not want me here. His eyes which used to light up on seeing me were cold now—too cold for an eleven year old. His breaths came out a bit faster than usual which happened more often now, as Connie was gaining weight these days.I'd promised myself I'd address it. I had mentioned hiring a fitness coach even, but like everything else lately, I’d left it hanging."Is there something we should talk abou