Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 3
Chapter 581 – Bullied By The Mayor’s Son (Beatrice)
“I don’t like this one,” I fibbed as I inspected the fabric of the red dress. It was one of the prettiest dresses I’ve seen, and I’m sure I would’ve rocked it, but I didn’t have the money to buy it. I had overestimated my situation; I didn’t have enough money to purchase any dress from these stores.
“How about I bring you a surprise with a dress of my choice? It’ll be like a gift from a friend,” I knew what Ronnie was trying to do, and it was making me feel uncomfortable.
“I think she doesn’t have money,” Maddox’s comment made me clench my jaw and lower my eyes. Other customers overheard him and started laughing, especially the girls my age.
“Ronnie?” one of the girls said his name, and I recognized her voice. It was Balinda.
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“What are you doing here and why with her?” her excitement drained upon seeing me standing next to him. It was as if she wanted to scratch my eyeballs out for not heeding her warnings from the other day.
“We came here for shopping,” Ronnie said without hesitation. He had no reason to fear her. She wouldn’t say anything to him but would bully the life out of me.
“I’ll go look over there,” I quickly excused myself and stepped away, trying to create distance between Ballinda and me. She was scary, and I didn’t like how she was glaring me up and down.
Once I was all alone, I grabbed my torn-apart wallet and counted the money inside. It was barely enough for me to buy a top, and that too from another store.
“So, you’re hanging out with someone else’s boyfriend?” I almost jumped as Maddox joined me.
“He’s not her boyfriend,” I grunted, sneakily trying to slide my wallet into my pocket.
“Ah! But you left like a guilty person,” he shrugged, and I rolled my eyes at him.
“Why do you enjoy bothering me?” I turned to face him, keeping one eye on Ballinda and Ronnie as well. Her body language was enough to tell me she was upset with him and wanted him to show some effort in convincing her that I didn’t mean anything to him. And his body language suggested he wasn’t even interested in having a conversation with her at the moment.
“I just don’t like people like you. Opportunists,” he hissed, bringing his face closer until I instinctively pulled away from him.
“Aha!” he laughed, “it’s so easy to get under your skin,” his comment didn’t come from a lie. It was easy to annoy me. I was already upset with life, and this grown-a*ss guy found p*leasure in annoying me. “Beatrice! Did you select a dress yet?” Ronnie suddenly turned away from Ballinda, and the way her hands were in the air suggested she was still in the middle of an argument when he turned his attention to me.
“No! I don’t like anything here,” I lied, keeping my eyes on him because Ballinda’s angry glare was scary.
“Or–” Maddox shifted behind me and hurriedly pulled my wallet out of my back pocket, making my heart drop in my c*hest.
“What are you doing?” I turned to face him, tears already forming in my eyes as I watched him count the money inside.
“She doesn’t have money,” Maddox pulled out the few dollar bills and waved them separately to help them count.
“Oh!” Ballinda rushed over to us and covered her m*outh to stifle a laugh. Of course, she wouldn’t miss this opportunity to make fun of me.
“Hey! What the heck, dude?” Ronnie reached for the wallet and grabbed it, glaring at Maddox.
“What? I’m just upset that she was wasting our time so much. Why couldn’t she be honest that she cannot afford to come to a store like this?” Maddox scoffed, and the staff around started to whisper as they pointed at me.
Tears began to blur my vision, but before I leave, I had to give it to Maddox.
“You know what? For someone so rich, you really are cheap!” I muttered as I came face to face with him.
His smile shifted, turning into a scowl. “You need some growing up to do. Or maybe use the money you have to get yourself help because picking on miserable people at this age is not normal.”
Once I was done talking to him, I snatched the wallet out of Ronnie’s hand and sprinted to the exit.
“Beatrice!” I heard Ronnie call for me, and when I briefly turned around, I saw Ballinda clinging to his arm, preventing him from coming after me. He was attempting to free his arm, but she seemed like a freaking glue.
I ran past everyone and was on the road now. My arms were wrapped around my shoulders, and tears were streaming down my face as I recalled the humiliation Maddox had caused me.
As I neared my apartment, I watched the owner of the house come out with a satisfied smile on his l*ips. Something told me there was something very wrong. He slowed down when passing me and gave me a very disgusting smirk before speeding away.
“Mom!” I called out, and once I stepped into the apartment, I saw my mother sitting on the couch, crying with a piece of paper in front of her.
“What is this?” I asked my mother, quickly sitting beside her and wrapping my arm around her shoulder.
“He is kicking us out,” she could only speak those words before she began to sob uncomfortably.
“What? But he cannot do that. We paid him extra rent for the next two months,” I was in disbelief.
That man was such an evil person.
“Who would listen to us?” my mom sniffled, covering her face in her hands, but I wasn’t done.
I wouldn’t sit here and cry. I was already so angry because of Maddox, and now this.
“I will,” with those words spoken, I got up and ran after the owner.
“Beatrice, no!” my mother’s cries turned silent as I focused on catching the guy on the road. I will give him what he deserves for doing us wrong.