Sabotaging My Walkout Queen
Chapter 33: High Blood Pressure
Athena’s P.O.V.
“I’ll hang up now, Helena. Daddy will resume the meeting, I love you.”
“I love you too, Dad. Bye,” I bade him goodbye, and my father soon ended the call. “Hey, geek! What did my dad tell you?” I asked Cristoff right away after placing my phone on the center table.
“Nothing. He just said that you should tour me around your house,” he replied. Cristoff was still devilishly smiling at me.
“Look, I don’t know what you did to make my dad treat you this way—there’s nothing special on you. But once he learns the fact that you are competing with me in terms of becoming the valedictorian, he will be mad at you. Prepare for his wrath, Cristoff!” I warned him as a satisfied smirk showed on my lips.
“I already told him,” he shot back as he winked at me.
acted like I immediately recovered from it, “—ever! Aren’t you supposed to go home?” It was a good thing that I would not be with him for the rest of my life, or else I would die
leave. He allowed me to get in here. I guessed he’s the only one who can ask me to leave. So, can you
me princess. It’s disgusting!” I
can you tour me now, Miss Walkout
go! Just don’t go beyond your limit, don’t get too close to me.” I finally gave up. We
three in the afternoon. More or less, Daddy would be home by dinner. I guessed I had
of my room on the third-floor level just beside the study room. “It was a typical girl’s bedroom covered in red. I won’t go over the details, I’ll
to my parents’ bedroom was Helena’s. After the accident, at least, Daddy respected my decision not to transfer to her room. That would be more than enough for me to do. Aside from white, she also liked the color blue… and I
We went down
guitar. I loved to sing and dance, and those were my hidden talents. But I guessed, it was no longer hidden because you already saw me playing
singer. Most of the time, I couldn’t get her when she cried so fast over some movie scenes that could not even touch my feelings. Maybe