bChapter /bb81 /b

Elianna fumed inwardly, ‘Drama? Seriously? Didn’t I just teach that bitch Skr a little lesson? She put me through hell, band /bbnow /bbshe’s /bbback /bbto /bsteal what’s mine. She totally deserves to die.‘

Elianna lowered her eyes, masking the seething hatred in her gaze.

‘I can’t rely on Yosef. I’ll have to do it myself,’ she thought.

Elianna sent a message to her agent: [It’s time to make a move.]

For some reason, Skr couldn’t shake off this creeping dread on the ne, like something terrible was about to happen.

After disembarking, she and Victor went their separate ways to avoid attention. They met up again in the parking garage and then headed home together in the family car.

Since Skr wasn’t a celebrity like Victor, she only wore a mask and made no effort to disguise herself.

Suddenly, the crowd around her erupted into chaos.

A crazed fan screamed, “There she is. That’s Skr, the bitch who’s trying to seduce Caden. Quick, everyone.

bher /bget away.”

Skr took in the frenzied crowd with one nce. She immediately picked up her pace before breaking into a full sprint.

These fans seem totally off. They must be crazed fans.

Skr wasn’t afraid, but being outnumbered with her hands full made fighting back impractical.

She had to find a way to shake them off.

A crazed fan screamed, “There she goes. After her, everyone. Don’t let that bitch get anywhere near Caden. Block her way.”

The crazed fans barreled through the crowded airport, knocking people aside, and relentlessly

Sky

to the underground parking garage.

a

chased after Skr.

pulled out her phoneb, /babout to open her map app to figure bout /bbhow /bbto /bbget /b

A sudden chill ran down her spine.

Skr dropped her suitcase, spun around just in time, and dodged the knife shing at her from behind.

The crazed fan screamed, “You fucking bitch. How dare youy hands on Caden? Go to hell.”

“You’re Caden’s fan?” Skr asked coldly.

“Keep Caden’s name out of your filthy mouth.” the crazed fan shrieked, ring venomously bat /bher. “This is all your fault. He’ll only be pure bonce /bbyou’re /b

dead.b” /b

Raising the knifeb, /bthe crazed fan lunged bat /bSkr again. Skr swiftly grabbed her wrist and gave it ba /bsharp twist. bThe /bfan shrieked bin /bpainb, /bbher /bbgrip /bloosening as the knife ttered ito /ithe ground.

Skr twisted her arm and pinned bit /bbehind her bback/bb. /bb“/bCaden is really unlucky to have a fan like youb.” /b

“Shut up, you fucking bitch. Let me gob,/bb” /bbthe /bbcrazed /bfan shouted.

Skr remainedposed despite the torrent of vulgar binsults/b. She bpulled /bbout /bher bphone /band dialed b911. /bb“/bbI’m /bbat/bb… /bbYes/b, bplease /bbto /bbtake /bthis bperson away/b.”

e bsend /bbofficers /bimmediately

b1/2 /b

b“/bYou dare call the cops? Just you wait. When I get out, I’ll fucking kill you,” the crazed fan screamed,

Skr tightened her grip. “You’d better keep quiet.”

The crazed fan screamed hysterically, “I’ll say it. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch.”

Annoyed iby /ithe girl’s non–stop screaming, Skr gagged her, instans

Her stream of curses was abruptly cut off. Eyes wide with terror,

Skr said, “Save your breath, Just stay put and wait for the cops.”

Curing her.

I thrashing wildly.

When the police got there, Skr pulled the cloth out of her mouth and I popped her dislocated wrist back into ce.

Agony tore a vicious curse from her lips.

The officer’s face hardened instantly. “After all that schooling, you

still

Pew trash? You’reing to the station for some manners.”

The officers took the crazed fan from Skr’s grip and escorted her

away.

Skr pulled out her phone, only to see several missed calls from Victor. Just as she was about bto /breturn the call, his number shed on her screen bagain/b.

Victor asked anxiously, “Skr, where are you? Why

aren’t you

here yet? Ran into some trouble? What happened?”

Skr grabbed her toppled suitcase from the ground. “I’ll exinter. I’m on my way now,” she said.

bAD /b