Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: 167-He Won’t Reject Me

Helanie:

"I will go give these names to Professor Kaye," I told my friends and began to leave. At the same time, Sydney and Salem were heading back to the mansion to continue serving and cleaning.

The moment we stepped outside, their group quickly formed a circle around me. Even though I wasn’t as powerful as them, I didn’t flinch. I had faced them too many times before, and they no longer seemed intimidating to me.

"What is it?" I asked, folding my arms over my chest. "Haven’t you learned from your previous mistakes?"

The two sisters shared a glance before Sydney stepped forward. "You are such an evil person. You went out of your way to secretly inform everyone that Professor Maximus was coming here and didn’t even tell us?" she demanded, her tone laced with ignorance.

"I did warn you girls. The first time I thought about doing something good for you, your sister locked me in a room. So why do you think I would go out of my way for bullies like you?" I kept my tone harsh, refusing to waver or stutter. I wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of getting under my skin. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

To be honest, they didn’t. Their behavior wasn’t shocking to me anymore.

"Then you’ve started a war," Salem whispered in her raspy and unpleasant voice.

"Oh, really? I thought you girls were already at war with me," I muttered, noticing their smirks fade.

"Now, get out of my way unless you want me to tell Professor Kaye why I was delayed," I added firmly. Their friends immediately began whispering among themselves, as if trying to break the circle and avoid further trouble.

"You can go now, but we’ll get you next time," Sydney threatened. Her words didn’t scare me. This wouldn’t be the first time they tried to get me in trouble. If I had survived this long, I was confident I could handle whatever they threw at me in the future.

They walked away to continue their punishment, and I jogged to the parking lot. Kaye was sitting in his car, the passenger-side door open.

It was about to rain, so I hurried. I wanted to get back to the guesthouse before the downpour started. Quickly, I got in the car and shut the door, noticing him staring at me while his hand rested on the steering wheel.

"This is the list of..." I began, extending the papers toward him. But he pushed them down, making it clear that the list had only been an excuse to get some time alone to talk to me.

"You said you wanted to talk about something," he inquired urgently.

I had to take a deep breath because what I was about to say wasn’t easy for me to talk about. Gathering my courage, I took another deep breath and uttered, "Kaye! Congratulations!"