Chapter 127 No More Mercy
The only people who knew Eliza lived here were Henry, Nolan, and her homeroom teacher. Not even Naomi or Evelyn had her address.
But somehow, Zayden had found her.
Seeing the wariness in Eliza’s eyes, Zayden finally said, “I asked our teacher… I just…. I missed you too much.”
“You missed having someone to dump your misery on?” Eliza sneered.
Zayden hadn’t changed at all. He only ever thought of her when he was in pain, when life kicked him down.
But she wasn’t the same Eliza anymore.
She pulled out her phone, 911 already entered on the screen, and held it up for him to see.
“Take a good look. I’m not joking. If you want the debt collectors to drag you and your mom away, then by all means, stay right here.”
Zayden’s lips pressed into a tight line.
“You’re still not leaving?” Eliza moved to dial. Zayden clenched his fists.
“Eliza, do you really have to be this cruel?”
“Yes.” Her voice was ice. “I have nothing to say to you. You broke into my home. I could’ve knocked you out the moment you showed up, and it would’ve been more than you deserved.”
Her expression turned even colder.
That look seemed to provoke something in Zayden. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
The difference in strength between men and women was obvious.
Eliza froze. “Zayden! What the hell are you doing?!”
“Eliza, I mean it. I really like you.”
Maybe he was drunk, but his low voice trembled with suppressed emotion.
He backed her against the wall, lowering his head to kiss her.
“Zayden! Let go!”
“Eliza, I really-”
Before he could finish, his body slumped to the floor.
Eliza blinked.
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Standing behind him, face like thunder, was Nolan.
“You… what are you doing here?”
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He hadn’t come back in a while. She thought he might never return. But of all nights–tonight, he showed
- up.
Nolan’s breathing was ragged, but he quickly steadied himself.
“Are you okay?” he asked, frowning as he checked her over for injuries.
Once he was sure she hadn’t been hurt, his face turned murderous as he stepped toward the unconscious Zayden.
“Nolan!”
Eliza quickly grabbed his arm. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to beat him.”
“I’m fine. You don’t need to worry,” she said.
“You’re fine? If I hadn’t shown–up, are you sure you would’ve been fine?” Nolan’s eyes burned with fury.
He’d only been gone a few days, and Zayden already had the guts to show up and harass her?
“Let’s just call the cops. I’m okay, so if anyone gets arrested for assault, it’s going to be you, and that’ll only make things worse.”
The Holt family was desperate for money right now. If something happened to Zayden, Grace would definitely pin the blame on Nolan and try to extort him.
But Nolan didn’t seem fazed. “Let her sue me. You think she could win?“.
“… No, you’d win. Happy now?” Eliza sighed as she looked down at Zayden, unsure what to do with him.
Leaving him outside in this weather, drunk, might actually get him killed.
Just then, Zayden’s phone buzzed in his pocket.
Eliza fished it out. Grace was calling.
Without hesitation, she picked up.
“Son? Where the hell did you go in the middle of the night? Where are you? I’ll send a car!”
Grace sounded frantic. Zayden had been gone for over three hours, and she had no idea what might’ve happened.
Eliza took a deep breath and said evenly, “Madam Grace. It’s me.”
There was a beat of silence. Then, Grace snapped, “You?!”
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Her voice turned sharp. “Why is my son with you? What did you do–lure him into some shady place? Eliza, what the hell did you do?!”
She’d already heard rumors that Eliza was skipping school, working odd jobs, and living off–campus. The last time Evelyn tried to meddle, Eliza had even called the police.
A girl who’d turn her own mother in–what kind of person could she possibly be?
“You dragged my son off to God knows where? Say something! Or I swear I’ll call the cops on you!”
Grace’s shrieking filled the line.
Eliza laughed coldly.
She’d called Grace out of courtesy, hoping she’d come collect her son. And this was the thanks she got- accused of kidnapping.
Just like in her past life, Grace never once believed Zayden could be in the wrong. It was always someone else’s fault.
“If you still think you can call the police,” Eliza said coolly, “then go ahead. Zayden broke into my home, drunk, and tried to rape me. I was about to report him myself.”
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