She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 813:

“Are you going to do it?”

“When did you become such a freak?”

Kristian felt a sudden rush of emotion; all of it stirred up by his so-called father.

Felipe, clearly desperate to make things right with Farrah and help her live well, gritted his teeth and asked, “If I say you are my mentor, will you spill it?”

“Fine, you are my mentor.”

Kristian found it utterly dull. Where was the satisfaction?

“So, aren’t you going to tell me now?”

“Say it louder.”

“Kristian, have you completely lost it?” Felipe exploded, his voice filled with disgust. “When the hell did you turn into such a weirdo?” He could hardly stomach it.

Kristian noticed his anger and felt slightly appeased. “Whatever. I’m not the one with the problem here.”

Felipe was left speechless, wondering where the hell Kristian had picked up this lunacy. Was Gerard the culprit?

“I’ve got things to do, not wasting more time on you.” Kristian stood, still putting on a show, but inside, he’d slipped back into his usual self.

“Whatever.”

“Wait!”

“What now?”

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Felipe clenched his fists, fury radiating from his eyes. After calming the fire inside, he forced the words out through gritted teeth. “Fine, you are my mentor.” It made his skin crawl.

“If it’s such a chore, forget it.”noveldrama

“You are my mentor!” Felipe said through gritted teeth.

Kristian finally felt a flicker of satisfaction. Maybe Freya would give him a pat on the back. “Say it louder three times.”

“You’re my mentor.” Each time, the resentment thickened in Felipe’s voice.

“Keep going.”

“I already said it three times!”

“That first one was half-assed. Doesn’t count.”

“You are my mentor!”

Felipe silently swore that once he got what he wanted, he’d make Kristian regret it.

“Can you talk now?” Felipe asked, doing his best to swallow the nausea, though his bitterness boiled over.

“Compensating her doesn’t have to mean wiring cash,” Kristian said, convinced Felipe was a few screws short. He wondered for the hundredth time what kind of idiots the old Kristian used to hang around with.

Gerard was a lost cause. And Felipe? Not far behind.

“What are you saying?” Felipe pressed him. “Spit it out.”

“She’s an actress, isn’t she?” Kristian remembered Freya’s rundown with startling clarity. “You could quietly hook her up with roles or endorsements.”

“With where she stands now, even if I throw resources at her, it won’t help much.” Felipe had thought this through, and it only made him more anxious. “With no gigs lately and me messing things up, she’s falling fast.”

“You really can’t promote her?” Kristian looked like he wanted to smack his forehead.

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