Chapter 201: Warmth
I continued to rub my cheek in the car. My father didn’t even let me grab something cold to reduce the swelling before tossing me out of the house like a stray cat.
His last words rang in my head on repeat: ’Don’t bother coming home until Christian has forgiven you!’
My mouth curved into a big frown. I always used to think that my father was intelligent, simply fixed in his old ways. But after this most recent episode, I wasn’t so sure anymore.
It seemed like everything I thought I knew about him, about my family, was slowly being turned upside down.
Maybe it’s just because he’s desperate to get us out of this financial crisis?
I still didn’t understand how we were facing a financial crisis, especially after the huge payout from the Sophia season launch event...
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As we approached the towering Vittoria Global, I pulled out a compact mirror from my purse to check my appearance. My cheeks were streaked with dried tears, and the side of my face that was slapped was raw and bright red.
I let out a sigh as I looked at my reflection.
Hopefully, no one will see me like this in the office today.
Once the car stopped, I got out of the car and hurried into the building, keeping my head lowered so that the red handprint on my face didn’t attract attention.
The lobby was relatively busy, but everyone seemed to be too preoccupied to notice me or my face. As soon as I made it inside the elevator, I finally relaxed. My cheek still stung and seemed to begin swelling.