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.

just returned, and

nodded her head obediently, but she still looked

the “loving” display enacted by father and daughter. She crossed her arms and asked coldly, “Are you guys done with the

the same time. Both of them looked

crazily in the middle of the night, I’ll assume that you are merely sleepwalking. If there is a next time,

my house, you will play by my rules. I’m a light sleeper, and I don’t want to hear any sounds or noises at night. If you can’t follow my rules,

piece, Sage left the guest room, leaving

“Dad, she—”

the urge to grab Sage by the hair and fight it out, but Braxton held her back. “There my sweetheart, let’s

hair and fumed. “Dad, are we supposed

too appeared to be disgruntled. He was still upset over the vase Sage had broken. The vase had been worth almost a hundred thousand dollars! Who did Sage think she was to judge whether the vase was a

 

able to be where we

in front of Braxton and continued, “Have you 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 was

she’s got no support. What are you

for all. Didn’t you see the way she treated us? I’m sure she must have caught onto something, and now, she’s back for revenge. If we don’t

dim yellow light in the guest room reflected the sinister

his daughter. “Don’t worry, she’s not powerful enough to take us on. However, if she wishes to stir trouble with me, I shall grant her wish

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