All Chapters of Forbidden Pleasure: Daddy's Favorite Student : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Elizabeth’s POVMy thoughts wouldn’t rest.Every face, every whisper in the hallway reminded me of what had happened — of him. But beneath all the pain, a new determination had started growing inside me. I needed to know the truth behind Jennifer and that man from the board.So I started watching. Quietly.Between classes, I noted where Jennifer went, who she met. Once, I saw her by the staff block, pretending to drop a file off, but the man from the board, the same one with the heavy cologne, stepped out just after she left. Their eyes met briefly, and he gave her a small nod before walking away. My chest tightened.It wasn’t proof yet, but it was enough to make me certain — she was working with him. Maybe he’d helped her spread the rumors; maybe they both wanted Sebastian gone.I promised myself I’d find out everything.That morning, as I walked to class, I kept my head down, thinking about the next step. But when I entered the lecture hall, the room fell silent. The air changed — w

Elizabeth’s POVThe afternoon sun was almost gone when I walked through the quiet school compound. The air felt heavy, as if it carried secrets. I came back to pick up some notes I left in class, but the moment I stepped into the hallway, I felt something strange—like eyes were watching.I told myself it was nothing and took the longer path by the staff building. That was when I saw them.At first, I didn’t believe what my eyes saw.Jennifer.And my mother.They were standing close to the back fence, talking in low voices. Jennifer’s face looked angry, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. May’s body language was defensive, but her eyes were sharp. I ducked behind a small wall and listened.“Elizabeth ruined everything,” Jennifer said bitterly. “She destroyed your marriage and made me a joke in front of the school board.”May gave a short, dry laugh. “You think I don’t know that? But you, what do you want from me?”“I want her gone,” Jennifer hissed. “And I think you do too. You’re

Elizabeth’s POV The months slipped by in a blur, each one blending into the next with an unexpected swiftness. Before I realized it, I found myself in my final year, an exciting yet challenging milestone. The atmosphere at school had transformed dramatically. The hushed whispers, the piercing stares, and the swirling rumors that once enveloped me faded into a distant hum. Students were consumed by their own worlds, buried under mountains of textbooks and the looming pressure of final exams, too absorbed to focus on anything beyond their immediate concerns. For me, this year wasn't merely about donning a cap and gown; it was a battle for my resilience. I promised myself that once the exams concluded, I would unleash my fight anew. But for now, my sole mission was to emerge victorious, to finish this chapter of my life with determination and strength. Sebastian remained a steadfast presence in my life, teaching not just with words but with an aura of unwavering support. He deliberate

Elizabeth’s POVDarkness pressed in around me. My hands were tied, rough ropes biting into my wrists. My legs were chained, cold metal pressing into my skin. A gag muffled my cries before they could escape.Two huge men stood on either side of me. I had never seen them before. They didn’t speak. Their faces were hidden in shadows. Only their size, their strength, and the threat in their silence terrified me.I tried to move, to free myself, but the ropes held firm. My fingers ached. My arms screamed. Panic clawed at me, sharp and insistent. I wanted to scream louder, to call for help, but the gag stopped every sound.Then the door opened.I recognized them immediately. Ethan. Jennifer. And May.They walked in slowly, eyes cold, smiles cruel. My stomach twisted, a knot of fear and betrayal tightening inside me. They had planned this. All of it. Every horrible detail.I struggled against my restraints, but it was useless. The ropes only tightened as I moved. My breath came fast, shallow

Elizabeth’s POVThe phone was pressed against my ear, cold and hard, as if it could somehow transmit the weight of the world into my bones. My hands were still tied, my mouth gagged, and my heart thudded in panic.The voice on the other end made my chest tighten. My mother.“Elizabeth,” she said, her tone sharp, accusing. “Why do you make everything so difficult? Why can’t you just… be easier for me?”I froze. The words pierced me more than any whip ever could. I wanted to scream, to beg her to see me, to understand that I had never asked for this life, for her hate.“I… I’ve never wanted to hurt you,” I said, my voice muffled, trembling with tears. “I just… I just want you to care, to love me. Is that too much?”There was a pause on the line. My heart leapt. Maybe, just maybe, she would soften. Maybe she would finally see me as her daughter, not as a problem to blame.Then the coldness returned. “Care for you?” she said, her voice sharp, cutting. “You’ve caused me nothing but shame a