A Relentless Pursuit for Love

Chapter 8

Yeva,still clutching the mic in her hand, was drenched from her head to her toes.

Looking at the culprit standing in front of her, Yeva’s lips trembled and she gritted her teeth before yelling at the top of her lungs, “Sage Norah!”

“Are you awake now? If not, I don’t mind getting another bucket of water.”

The music, which was still blasting in the background, was loud enough to wake the entire town. Sage threw the bucket in her hand at the music player. With a loud bang, the music player fell off the desk, startling Yeva.

The deafening music finally came to a stop.

“What happened? What’s going on?”

Braxton, who had been woken by the loud commotion, came walking into the room. Catching sight of the drenched Yeva, he surmised that his precious daughter was being bullied. “Sage, what are you trying to do?”

“Daddy, she threw a bucket of cold water all over me. I’m freezing!”

Yeva was shivering in the cold as one of the maids hurriedly wrapped her in a blanket. With tears welling up in her eyes, Yeva looked at Braxton pitifully and said, “I couldn’t sleep so I wanted to listen to some music, but Sage didn’t allow me to do even that.”

With that pitiful look on her face, she transformed Sage into the perpetrator.

there.” Like a loving father, Braxton comforted her daughter, “Sage has just returned, and you

head obediently, but she still looked

enacted by father and daughter.

and Yeva turned their heads at the same time.

merely sleepwalking. If there is a next time, I’ll be sure to dunk you in

I’m a light sleeper, and I don’t want to hear any sounds or noises at night. If

her piece, Sage left the guest room, leaving

“Dad, she—”

pointed at the exiting Sage. Yeva had the urge to grab Sage by the hair and fight it

having all the maids leave the guest room, Yeva closed the door as she dried her hair and fumed. “Dad, are we supposed to let Sage push us around like a

Brexton too appeared to be disgruntled. He was still upset over the vase Sage had broken. The vase had been worth almost

so much to be able to be where we are right now. Do you really want to go back to the

forgotten how we had to tiptoe around Uncle Sawyer and his wife? I even had to butter

you think I want that to happen? But Sage’s comeback

dead, and she’s got no

sure she must have caught onto something, and now, she’s back for revenge. If we don’t get rid of her now, I’m

yellow light in the guest room reflected the

“Don’t worry, she’s