Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: CHAPTER 63 Chapter 63: CHAPTER 63 Miranda was slightly shocked.

She was still unaware that she had made a mistake.

Wasn’t Juliet Damien’s first love while Sophia was just a bitch who failed to seduce him?

“Alright, everyone, please take a seat.” Howard tried to settle down everyone at the reunion.

I sneered.

It was obvious that Miranda had hit a nerve with Damien.

I was pregnant with his child as well when I died: That was probably a miserable and unspeakable matter for him too.

“Everyone must be hungry.

Let’s eat.” Miranda changed the topic quickly.

She didn’t know how to handle such a situation.

They were all her students.

“Mr.

Coleman, you must’ve heard something unwarranted.

Did something upset you?

As the saying goes, he who lies down with dogs, rises up with fleas.

Do you and your current fiancée ever worry something might come back to bite you?” I sneered as I walked to Juliet and whispered, “Juliet, even the night has ears.

Sophia recorded all her phone calls.

You may think that you’re safe because you’ve deleted the recordings.

But unless you’ve covered all your bases… the recordings will definitely be recovered eventually.” Juliet’s face was ashen as she looked at me.

She clenched her hands nervously and took a step back as her breathing quickened.

“Stop it.” “You… What are you up to?” she whispered.

“Me?” I laughed.

“Nothing.

I just want to see what will happen to you.” Juliet clenched her hands together and lowered her voice.

“Sofia, don’t go overboard.

You’re not Sophia…” I frowned.

I was surprised that she knew my name.

She must have looked into me.

“Is this considered overboard?

Have you forgotten how you treated Sophia?” I continued threatening her.

Suddenly, Juliet clutched her belly and fell to the ground.

“Damien… My stomach hurts.” I knew that Juliet was good at pretending.

I had expected her to clutch her belly anyway, because Damien would fall for it.

I looked at Juliet distastefully.

“You don’t have any other tricks, do you?” Juliet looked at Damien anxiously.

“It really hurts this time…” Damien seemed Annoyed.

He had sent her to the hospital the last time.

This time, he lowered his voice and said, “It’s Mrs.

Miranda’s gathering today.

Just take a rest in the corner.” Evidently, Damien was no longer falling for her tricks.

I was slightly surprised.

Damien was getting Annoyed with her, huh?

Interesting.

Juliet’s expression darkened.

She was planning to show me the smile of a victor, but now she was embarrassed.

I don’t know what happened between them, but Damien had been more of a mystery after my death.

Yet… he was never a sentimental person… Juliet wasn’t looking too good.

Maybe she wasn’t pretending this time.

“The guy with Sofia, is he really the scion of the Black family?

He’s really not a dimwit?” There were still some who were curious about Dexter.

“Mrs.

Miranda, my husband is sick.

We won’t be staying for dinner.” I didn’t feel like staying back.

Thankfully, this trip was not a waste.

Something was up with the class monitor, Howard.

I planned to leave quietly and investigate him later.

Miranda nodded.

“Alright, go back and take a good rest.” I led Dexter toward the exit.

Unfortunately, Jack and his gang decided to show up.

“Wow… a psycho can look decent too after dressing up, huh?” Jack’s friends tried to provoke us.

Jack Had a foul mouth.

It seemed like it applied to his company too.

These people used to bully me repeatedly, but Damien had never done anything about it.

“What a gathering we have today.

Even the dogs have come…” I grabbed Dexter’s arm as I said gravely.

Dexter’s gaze instantly sharpened.

He was a man of few words, but the intensity in his eyes alone could send shivers down anyone’s spine.

As predicted, Jack, familiar with the sting of a past thrashing, started coughing.

He subtly motioned to the person beside him.

“Alright, just shut up.

You wouldn’t want to pick a fight with a lunatic like him.

He might kill you, and it wouldn’t be against the law.” The person, obviously scared, gulped hard and stopped talking.

“Good boys don’t block the way.” I smirked, lifting my foot to trip Jack as he passed by.

Jack tumbled to the ground in a clumsy manner.

Turning back with a grin, I joked, “Oh my, such a grand performance for Mrs.

Miranda?” Frustrated, Jack clenched his fists and glared at me through gritted teeth.

“You’re absolutely insane…” Perhaps he thought I was just as much of a lunatic.

Jack glanced at the people around him.

“There’s no way we can’t tackle this lunatic together.

Let’s do this!” Seeing that Jack and the others were about to start a fight, Miranda hurriedly stepped in.

“What’s going on here?” “Mrs.

Miranda, let’s step aside and talk.

They’re adults.

They can handle their issues without resorting to actual fighting.” Juliet, enduring the pain, guided Miranda away with a few others.

It was clear she deliberately wanted Jack and the others to confront Dexter.

Dexter was on his own, squaring off against a whole bunch of them.

Meanwhile, Damien remained aloof as he observed the unfolding situation without uttering a word.

I turned to Jack.

“Well… some things never change.

Looks like somebody forgot they were almost beaten to death the last time.” Jack’s group charged forward.

One of them was wielding a bottle, ready to attack Dexter.

Instinctively, I positioned myself as a shield for Dexter, who appeared somewhat clueless.

Then, out of nowhere, Dexter pulled me into his arms.

I quickly snatched the bottle, and his cold gaze was locked on the attacker.

There was a hint of madness in his eyes.

He seized the bottle and smashed it against the attacker’s head.

“You guys started it.” I gave Jack a disapproving look and then glanced at Dexter.

“He’s the one who initiated this.

Hit him.” Jack looked scared.

He was clearly shaken by Dexter’s intimidating presence.

“Okay.” Surprisingly, Dexter complied.

It was as if he would follow whatever I said.

He let go of me but continued to shield me behind him.

He hurled the bottle at Jack.

Perhaps to prevent glass shards from hitting me, he shielded me effectively.

Dexter was really going all out, easily taking down Jack’s group.

Now, it was me who was starting to feel uneasy… I had spoken impulsively, but Dexter… It seemed like he was dead serious about harming Jack.

“Alright, that’s enough!” Damien snapped.

Dexter, with a grip on Jack’s collar, momentarily stopped his fist.

Glancing back at Damien, Dexter smirked before turning back to land the punch.

“Dexter…” I moved closer, hugging his arm.

Scared someone might get seriously hurt.

“Please, just stop.” “Come on, stop it.” Many others tried to intervene from a distance while avoiding getting too close.

Howard, the one who organized the gathering, stayed behind the others.

He was unwilling to step forward.

With a dark expression, Damien was about to step forward when cries from his former classmates interrupted him.

“Damien, Juliet fainted!

There’s blood on her dress!” “Damien, Juliet fainted!”