"What do you think you’re doing, thinking that you and I... were ever friends?"
Hearing that from the person she thought was her friend was something Lola wanted to ignore. She prayed in that moment that she was just hearing things. But she was wrong.
These people had never truly seen her as a friend. Not even for one second. They kept her around because she was fun to play with. Besides, Lola had been helping them with their studies.
They flew Lola to this country not because they wanted her there, but because they had made a bet: a bet on whether she would ditch her work to party or not. After all, she was known for taking her part-time jobs seriously.
So, the money for her plane ticket, accommodation, and everything else had all been funded on a bet.
In the end, Lola found herself running away while everyone laughed behind her. Out of frustration, she ended up in another club where she drank more to forget the humiliation and the heartbreak of how these so-called friends had betrayed her.
She forgot almost everything that happened afterward. All she could remember was that one of the guests, who wasn’t part of the main group, found her drinking in another bar. She assumed this guest had booked her a motel room since she was blackout drunk at the time. After all, Lola woke up in a motel the next day.
But that wasn’t the worst part. In the following days, Lola was stuck in another country with no real support because her "friends" weren’t really friends at all. And when she returned to Novera, she discovered she had been fired from all her part-time jobs. Why? Because those so-called friends had sent humiliating videos of her at the club to her employers.
Cruel, but it was the biggest lesson she learned.
Back then, Lola might have already given up on seeking her father’s affection. However, she still subconsciously craved validation and approval from others. That made her too trusting of people who claimed to be her friends.
That incident taught her she didn’t need family. She didn’t need friends. All she needed was herself—her own approval. Nothing else. No one else.
*****
[PRESENT TIME]
Even though Lola had learned from that incident, she kept asking herself why those people would do something so cruel. She gave herself a lot of explanations, but their actions—making her lose her job—were still too excessive.
She tried to justify it in her head, but deep down, there was only one explanation that made sense.
Melissa.
Lola wasn’t stupid anymore. She had learned from everything, and it wasn’t hard to put two and two together. Even a child could do it. After all, her only clue about her pregnancy was that it might have happened while she was abroad. The possibility was low, but it existed.
Amala’s investigation confirmed she was right, because Hudson was originally from Anteca. The man was only in Novera for reasons unknown. And now that she knew Hudson had ties to Melissa, a flood of thoughts overwhelmed her.
"Did she hire him?" Lola muttered under her breath. "Did she ask him to... to violate me while I was knocked out?"
Or did Melissa ask him to do something else entirely?
Lola’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as her jaw clenched. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to control the storm of emotions rising inside her.


Verify captcha to read the content
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy!