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Burn those who burned me!

Hunted 60

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updatedAt: 2025-11-07

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Jameson was unimpressed. He let out another scoff and continued toin.

“Always some excuse iwith /iiyou/ii! /iiYour /iisister /iihad /iimid/i–iterms /iias /iwell iand /iiyou /iisee /iishe /iiis /iishowing /iime /iall of her

love.”

I watched while Sophie snuggled under our father with an innocent expression.

“That’s because iI /iilove /iiyou /idaddy. iBut /iiwhy /iidon’t /iwe igive /iira /iia /iibreak/ii, /iishe /iimust /iibe /iiextremely /ibusy at Lexington, she didn’t ieven /ie ihome /iiduring /iiThanksgiving/i.”

Jameson’s eyes shot up, fury burning inside of them. Finally, he stood up.

i“/iiThat’s /iiright/ii! /iYou ididn’t/ii! /iiAnd /iiwhat /iiis /iithis /iifoolishness /iiI /iihear /iiabout /iiyou /iichanging /iiyour /iist /iiname /iito /iiRouleau/ii! /iiDo /iyou ithink /iiyou’re /iitoo /iigood /ito ibe /iia /iiGranger/ii?!/i”

Ah. So that’s what he’s pissed about. I’m sure by now some of his colleagues have informed him of

my name changing. Jameson was now staring me directly in the eyes. I could feel the heat from his body as he fumed.

“iListen /iigirl/ii! /iiI /iidon’t /iigive /iia /iishit /iiwhat /i‘iprodigy/ii‘ /iithey /iiim /iiyou /iito /iibe/ii! /iiIn /iithis /iifamily/ii, /iiyou /iirepresent /iime/ii! /iiI /iwon’t tolerate iany /iidisrespect/ii./ii” /i

At that point I had enough. Staring back at my father without the slightest bit of fear, his eyes slightly recoiled.

“iI /iwasn’t aware itaking /iion /iimy /iimother/ii, /iiyour /iideceased /iiwife’s /iiname /iiwas /iidisrespectful/ii. /iiShe /imeant ijust /iias /imuch to the imedicinal /iiworld /iias /iianyone /iielse/ii, /iiif /iinot /iimore/ii./i”

SLAPi! /i

My father pped me hard across the face, his breathing erratic. By now, Sophie and her mother were rushing over. Anna began rubbing Jameson’s back while staring daggers at me.

i“/iiCan’t /iyou evere home without starting trouble ira/i!”

Sophie chimed in.

i“/iiDaddy/ii, /iplease idon’t /iibe /imad at ra! It’s inot /iher fault if mother still isn’t as precious as her dead

imother/ii./ii” /i

That was it…

biSLAP/i/bbi! /i/b

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I pped Sophie hard. She went sprawling onto the floor. Anna went running towards her while my father stood in shock. Never had he seen me be so brazen.

i“/iira /iwhat the hell do you think you’re doing!! Apologize to your sister inow/ii!/i”

I looked at my father like he wasn’t human, it’d be a cold day in hell before I apologized.

“Did you hear me!!”

“Oh, I heard you; I’m just not apologizing. She should learn ito /ikeep my mother’s name out of her mouth.i” /i

Sophie and Anna were crying hysterically; my father was fuming.

i“/iiI /iwant you out of this house ifirst /ithing tomorrow morningi!/i”

I scoffed.

i“/iFine by me.”

Suddenly my father grabbed my arm, he mouth was practically foaming.

“iYou /iithink /iiyou’re /iisome /iihot /iishit/ii! /iiYou /iithink /iiI /iiwon’t /iibeat /iithat /iisass /iiout /iiof /iiyou /iand pull iyou /iiout /iiof /ifnfbc8 Th?s chapter is updated by find?novel/fnfbc8

iLexington/ii!/ii” /i

I looked at my father, not nking once. Maybe he could sense the fire andck of fear because he

suddenly let my arm go.

i“/iYou could do ithat /iifather/ii. /iiBut /iiknow /iithat /iiif /iiyou /iido/ii, /iiI’ll /iimake /iisure /iiI /ilet ievery /iperson you’ve ever known the entire truth. iThat /iiyou’ve /iispent /iiyears /iiabusing /iand humiliating your daughter. Caroline Rouleau’s daughteri! /iiWhat /iido /iiyou /iithink /iiyour /iicolleagues /iiwould /iisay /iithen/i?”

My father stood back in shock; he hated what I said but my words were true. He knew the medical

world still held my mother to the highest regard, Backing away, he said in a lowered tone,

“I want you gone iby /inooni./ii” /i

I turned and headed to the basement. As I began packing the rest of my things, I called Gloria.

i“/iiChange /iof ns, can Ie tomorrow?”

Without a single waiver Gloria immediately answered.

i“/iiMe /iiand /iiCasey /iiwill /iibe /iithere /itomorrow morning at 10am.”

i“/iI’ll be ready!i” /i

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09:47 Tue, 2 Sept 00:

Smiling, I turned my music on and finished packing.

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