Ex-Wife's Revenge (Alaricka) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

“Between me and Alarieka, who do you choose?”

Kieran answered right away, “You.”

Alarieka still remembered the disgust in his eyes and his cold voice.

“Alarieka, don’t get any funny ideas about me.”

To him, her feelings were like garbage in a sewer, disgusting even to look.

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The fear she once felt when facing the disgust in his eyes now turned into an equally strong urge to stay far away.

Shaking off the memory, she wearily lay down on the bed until Tamika’s shrill voice woke her up.

“Don’t you know that nobody in this family likes us? Even the servants. look down on us! I’ve pinned all my hopes on you. You gotta make something of yourself!”

Alarieka was sick of hearing this and wasn’t gonna budge. “Mom, don’t push me!”

“Alarieka, Tamika, stop daydreaming!” came a voice that was sweet on the surface but laced with arrogance.

Tamika glanced at the door, and her face turned pale all of a sudden. She said in a fawning tone, “Ms. Argent, you’re back.”

Alarieka quietly grabbed the suitcase from Tamika’s hand, about to stuff it back under the bed, when Clarissa Argent walked in on her high heels

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and got right up to her.

Clarissa was Kieran’s cousin and Wallace’s only granddaughter.

She was the center of attention and was treated like a princess.

She looked down at Alarieka with that same familiar gaze–cold, condescending, and sharp as ever.

“If I hadn’t come back, you guys would have turned our family into a

mess!

“Alarieka, didn’t Kieran make it clear to you?” Her pretty face wore a mocking smile. “He told you to stay the hell away, but you keep hanging around him shamelessly, even when he’s on a business trip!”

It felt great, but Clarissa was clearly ticked off.

Just as Alaricka was about to leave, a car pulled into the courtyard. Clarissa let out a little laugh.

“I know why you have to follow Kieran on the trip. Let me tell you, your scheme doesn’t work!”

She shoved Alaricka aside and strode to the window to look down.

“Kieran, Rose, here you are!”

Alarieka’s room was on the second floor of the villa, and the sounds from the courtyard would always faintly drift in.

She heard Roschelle’s voice, which she hadn’t heard in a long time. It still had that same classy and elegant feel, with a bit of charm in its cool tone, just the way Kieran liked.

“Rissa, I’ve brought you a gift. Come downstairs and check it out.”

Kieran’s voice was loud enough for Alarieka to catch how he was indulging Clarissa.

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