Shattered Rose He Held On Tight novel Chapter 241

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But before Preston could get the words, “Sorry, wrong room,” out of his mouth, he locked eyes with the smiling woman inside.

When Preston realized who was sitting in that private room, his heart skipped a beat.

He spun around, ready to bolt, but someone beat him to it, shoving him into the room and locking the door from the outside.

Whitney was still reeling from the shock of finding out the bar belonged to Sterling. She was just debating which bottle of wine to order.

She glanced at the man staring dumbstruck at Claudia and snickered, “Wow, you got here fast.”

She crossed her legs. “I get that you’re in a hurry, but hold your horses. Let me pick out our drinks first.”

She picked out a few top–shelf bottles, shot Preston a lazy look as he trembled, and said, “We weren’t afraid when you came back from the dead. What are you scared of?”

Claudia smiled at him with calm ease. “It’s been a while, Preston.”

She looked him up and down. “Seems like the years you spent ‘dead‘ treated you pretty well.”

Preston’s face turned deathly pale.

He knew exactly what he’d done.

Back then, Lydia had picked him to stage this whole plot–all for the sake of hurting Claudia.

He’d never imagined the day would come when the person he’d wronged would come looking

for him.

I’ll be damned. How did Claudia show up here, halfway around the world?

Sensing there was no escape, he felt like a cat on a hot tin roof.

Claudia watched his panic with amusement, then tilted her chin toward the seat across from her and Whitney. “Preston, it’s been a while. Don’t you want to catch up? I have a lot of questions for you.”

Preston had acted for years, so he quickly pulled himself together, forcing down his fear. He took a deep breath and walked over to sit.

But before he could even sit, Claudia kicked the chair out from under him.

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Preston hit the floor with a yelp of pain.

Claudia sat upright, looking down at him with a frosty smile.

“You really think you deserve to sit in front of me?”

She settled back on the couch. “Start from the beginning. Tell us about how you and Lydia met.”

As Preston knelt before the two women, a sense of dread finally caught up with him.

Accepting his fate, he began to explain everything.

“I met Lydia …”

Just as Whitney had guessed, Preston’s appearance had been a setup from the start.

After Lydia’s mother died, she moved into the Lancaster Residence. Life became easier financially, but deep down, she was still that battered, jealous little girl who envied Claudia.

During her first year at the Lancaster Residence, she had nightmares almost every night.

Her dreams were full with her father’s twisted face and his fists falling like rain. Her mother’s shrieks and bitter, resentful eyes haunted her too.

Her mother would tell her again and again.

“That was supposed to be your life.

“Lottie owes me. Wilson owes me. You have every right to take whatever you want from them.

“You need to have a better life than her daughter. I already lost. You can’t lose again.

“Lydia, I love you. Run … Get out of here…

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