When She Stops Playing Nice (Hale Saxon)

CHAPTER 7

The Miller family was not thrilled about forking over 600 million dollars to Gina.

James, grinding his teeth, countered, “200 million dollars at the most

*600 million dollars. Not a cent less, Gina stated coldly. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Ella, with a tight grip, said. “Take the 600 million dollars and forget about getting any more money from the Millers.”

Unwillingly. Ella instructed her secretary to transfer the money to Gina’s account in several payments.

After confirming the transfer, Gina turned off her phone. “Let’s make this quick. I don’t have all day.”

James, thinking, Thank God she is out of our lives. He then quickly filled out the disownment agreement with the names of all family members and tosse

Gina, feeling relieved as she grabbed the agreement, glanced at Olivia still playing the victim, and dumped a dish from the table over her head.

Olivia shrieked. Her hair and clothes are now a mess with oil and veggies.

“After this little show, enjoy your meal,” Gina said before walking away.

Ella fetched some napkins to clean Olivia, comforting her while James added. “Don’t worry, Olivia. That bitch will get what’s coming to her.”

Knowing the Miller family would not let Gina off the hook, Olivia kept her face calm but was secretly gloating.

Heading downstairs, Gina felt someone watching her. She turned to see a girl staring blankly at her, who then shouted,

“Ginal”

Aria Torres ran up to her, all smiles. Tve finally found you again!”

“And you are?” Gina couldn’t place her.

“Don’t you remember? You rescued me at the school’s artificial lake.” Aria reminded her.

It clicked for Gina. She had saved someone from drowning at the lake once – Aria was that girl.

“Were you okay during the dorm fire? Any injuries?” Aria asked, checking Gina out

I’m alright, Gina answered shortly.

“Actually, I managed to save some of your things from the fire,” Aria mentioned.

“My things?” Cina lit up.

“Yeah, I was quick enough to get them. I’ve been wanting to return them but didn’t have your contact. Running into you here. is unexpected!” Aria said, h

Cina, pleasantly surprised, said, “Thanks. Did grabbing them hurt you?”

Aria paused, then shook her head. “Nope. Wait here, I’ll call my butler to bring your stuff.”

After a brief chat, Aria invited Gina to a nearby café.

At the café, Aria slid a box across the table to Gina. “Check if everything is there.“.

Gina opened it to find her medical bag, ancient medical books, and two jars of medicine, all intact. She gratefully looked at Aria. “Everything is here. Tha

“It was the least I could do.” Aria smiled.

Gina was her lifesaver, after all; this was nothing.

As Aria headed to the restroom, Gina relaxed back, enjoying her drink, patiently waiting.

A whistle pierced the air as Gina felt someone invade her personal space.

“Are you Gina?” a sleazy guy leaned in, curiosity laced with a leering tone.

Gina shot him a sidelong glance, icy and brief. “Get lost.”

The man’s smirk faded, turning sour at her dismissal. “What’s with the cold act, huh? Heard you’ve been around. How much for the night, 40 dollars do it

Before Gina could even respond, Aria, fresh from the restroom, landed a solid slap across his face, “Shut your damn mouth! Who let you trash– talk my friend?”

Dazed, the guy quickly recognized Aria as the Torres heiress. Dropping his aggressive stance, he tried to worm his way out. “Miss Torres, don’t let this w you.”

Aria delivered another blow. “You here to start shit and get locked up?”

Refusing to be silenced, the rascal flashed his phone, displaying a trending scandalous post about Gina. “Check this out, Miss

Torres.

Aria’s face twisted in disgust as she glanced at the phone, Gina peeking over curiously.

The post, dripping with anonymity, claimed the author had slept with Gina multiple times, depicting her as promiscuous, even accusing her of engaging i

The comments section was ablaze with indignation.

[No wonder she tried to snatch her sister’s fiancé. This is just the tip of the iceberg!] one comment read.

[Cross! Everyone should report this to the dean. We can’t let Trowell University get dragged down by her.] chimed in another.

Aria, fuming, smashed the phone onto the ground. “Get the hell out!”

Though bitter, the rascal didn’t dare retaliate against Aria. Picking up his phone, he shot Gina a venomous look before retreating.

Aria faced Gina with unwavering support. “Gina, I don’t buy any of that crap about you. It’s vile how cowards hide behind anonymity to slander

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Gina was touched by Aria’s defense, replying calmly. “Don’t worry. Anonymous or not, I’ll find them. You got a laptop?”

“Uh, just a sec. I’ll grab one.” Aria blinked, momentarily taken aback.

Returning with a laptop, Aria watched as Gina’s fingers flew over the keyboard. In no time, Gina had not only tracked down but also pinpointed the rumor starter’s location at Sensuality, the biggest nigh

Aria volunteered to back Gina up. They hopped into the Torres‘ Maserati and sped off to Sensuality.

Standing at the entrance of the exclusive club, Aria reached for her membership card, only to find Cina already flashing Hers, catching Aria off guard.

Once inside, Aria wrinkled her brow, “Gina, how do we even start looking in this crowd?”

Gina’s lips curved into a smirk. “I know exactly where he is.”

What Aria didn’t know was that in just two minutes, Gina had stripped the poster of his anonymity, leaving him as bare as the day he was born.