Betrayed Then Back For Blood (Briar Jennings) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143

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Ever since he found out that the campus queen title originally meant for Beatrice was snatched away by Briar through underhanded means, Robert had harbored intense resentment toward Briar. He felt indignant on Beatrice’s behalf.

‘They’re family, and Briar is Beatrice’s sister. How can she be so immature? Why does she always have thought.

Sure enough, Beatrice was right. Briar didn’t return to the Jennings family

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go after the things Beatrice likes?‘ Robert

Briar was studying traditional medicine. No matter how skilled living.

she

all reunion. She came to tear them apart and bring chaos.

could do was sit in a hospital in Shoneport, diagnosing patients for a

It might sound noble, but in truth, she was just dealing with desperate people who had nowhere else to turn.

Snatching the campus queen title was meaningless. Figh

for Shoneport University’s resources would be futile. Even if she wanted to land a job at a top hospital after graduation, one word from Ashton would make it happen anyway.

But Beatrice was different.

She had genuine talent in dance, had won international awards, and was currently a student of Jolene, the vice president of Dasmieca Dance Association. She was the one who truly needed all the available resources.

If Frank hadn’t been sticking to Briar like glue this whole time, Robert would’ve already stormed over to scold her.

According to his older brother, Briar often relied on her medicinal expertise to get special treatment from professors and skipped regular group work in the lab.

Someone like her didn’t deserve to be Shoneport University’s campus belle. She wasn’t even qualified to be in the medicine department’s research

team.

But Robert also understood that Briar had the Wade family backing her. Ordinary people couldn’t mess with her without serious consequences.

His brother had warned him repeatedly to avoid causing trouble for Briar. If Frank, or worse, Ashton were angered, their Davis family might not be able to protect them.

Just as Robert was fuming with nowhere to vent, a soft hand gently covered the back of his. He turned and noticed that Leyla and Mia had unknowingly walked off, leaving only Beatrice beside him.

Robert met Beatrice’s gentle eyes. Though she was clearly full of sadness, she still said, “Robert, don’t blame Briar. She’s still young. I’m her older sister. It’s only right give way to her.”

Robert’s anger, which had slightly died down, instantly surged again. “Young? She’s already 18, an adult. And who says older sisters have to give in to younger ones? Beatrice, you’re just too kind.”

Mist welled up in Beatrice’s eyes, and her tears clung to her lashes, threatening to fall. As if afraid to let Robert see her sadness, she turned away quickly and wiped her tears.

She said, “Don’t say that. Dad said it too. Briar only just returned to the Jennings family. It’s understandable that she resents me, my mom, and my brother. After all, she never experienced a warm family growing up, while we…”

As Beatrice spoke, the sorrow in her heart outweighed her grace and kindness. The tears she had tried to hide finally fell, landing on Robert’s hand and stabbing at his heart.

Robert said, “Don’t cry, Beatrice. I’ll find a way to teach her a lesson. It’s not your fault she didn’t grow up with love or family. She shouldn’t be taking it out on you.”

Watching her cry silently, Robert’s heart softened completely. “You’ve done nothing wrong. None of you has, It’s Briar. She just doesn’t want you all to be happy

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Chapter 143

They were tucked away in a corner of the ballroom, and after seeing Beatrice cry, Robert quickly led her to an even more secluded spot. So almost no one saw what happened.

But Briar, who had been walking around to escape the noisy party, happened to pass by. She heard the twisted, upside–down conversation between the

two. Briar frowned.

Briar had been too busy lately with all kinds of messes and had temporarily forgotten about the manipulative Beatrice. That day, when Edgar called to pressure her to give up the campus queen spot, she had already had it with Beatrice.

And now Beatrice had the audacity to smear her behind her back again. Briar’s fists clenched.

Beatrice seemed to have forgotten that she was already engaged. Javier was the golden bachelor she and her mother, Halle, had schemed so hard to

snatch.

Since Javier was no longer at Shoneport University, Beatrice clearly planned to move on and find a new backer.

Briar never held grudges overnight. She struck when it was time to strike.

Silently gliding past the two, her hand in her pocket moved subtly. In her phone, a photo had just been added. One showed Beatrice and Robert in intimate, lovey–dovey pose.

Reaching a quiet corner, Briar sent the photo anonymously to Javier, who was busy learning how to take over the family business.

Late at night, a perfect time to give dear Javier some “motivation” after a hard day’s work.

Without leaving a name, Briar watched as Beatrice’s phone rang less than two minutes later. Seeing the panic and fear on her face, Briar’s eyes curved into a pleased smile.

She put away her phone and left as quietly as she came.

Robert, who had been neglected by Beatrice, caught a glimpse of someone darting through the shadows. But when he looked again, there was no one

there.

Just as he was about to go check, Beatrice’s anxious voice cried out, “No, Javier, please let me explain, I didn’t. How can you say that about me…”

Robert frowned. ‘Javier?‘

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