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“I’m just so tired of it, Karl,” I murmur into his chest, a sob quaking my body.
Karl holds me for a few long moments, his hand rubbing my back as I sob into
his chest. But when the sobs finally subside, and I slowly lift my head to look up
at him, his gaze is fixed sternly on the wall behind us.
“I’ll handle this,” he says, his eyes narrowed and jaw set in a way that sends a
jolt of worry through me.
“No, Karl, don’t—” But it’s too late. Extricating himself from me, he tugs his mask
back over his face. Then he’s out the door, the bouquet of flowers still lying
forgotten on the floor.
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy heart pounds in my chest as I race after him, my feet barely touching the
carpet. I round the corner to see him already confronting Daniel, who’s standing
near the food table in the main room where the other contestants, their friends
and families, and various staff are milling about.
There’s a plastic smile frozen on his face, but it fades as Karl storms up to her.
“What gives you the right to badmouth Abby?” Karl’s voice cuts through the air
like a knife, and everyone, contestants and crew alike, turns to look.
“Excuse me? And who might you be?” Daniel sneers, taking in Karl’s surgical
mask and casual clothes.
“This isn’t about who I am; this is about you and how you treat others,” Karl
says, his voice laced with disapproval.
Daniel laughs, a hollow sound that does nothing to hide the edge in his voice. “I
think everyone would like to know who’s hiding behind the mask before we can
take him seriously.”
Karl takes a step forward, undeterred. “Seriously? Maybe you should be taking
your rivals more seriously. Abby is a brilliant chef, and what are you? A high
school bully?”
Daniel rolls his eyes, but there’s a flicker of uncertainty there. “Well, if she’s so
brilliant, why isn’t she defending herself?” he asks, his gaze sliding coolly over
to me. “Why does she need a man to come to her rescue?”
“Abby doesn’t need me to defend her,” Karl counters, “but when someone as
unprofessional and rude as you starts slinging mud, it becomes everyone’s
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmproblem. Even during your interview, your self-absorption shined through like a
spotlight. You’re a narcissist.”
A hush falls over the room, so heavy it’s almost palpable. I can feel the weight of
everyone’s eyes on me, and my cheeks flush in humiliation. Then, just as I think
I might drown in the deafening silence, another voice speaks up.
“Actually, I’m with Abby and the mystery man,” Vanessa suddenly says, rising
from her chair. Her voice is calm but firm, like the eye of a storm. “As
contestants, I expect all of you to treat each other with respect. Understood?”
“And frankly,” she says, staring pointedly at Daniel, “you’re lucky I don’t give you
a formal warning for gossipy behavior.”
“Hmph,” he mutters, his shoes clicking against the floor as he stalks away, his
exit as dramatic as everything else about him. Coոtent of Drаmаոovels.cоm
And I have no idea what to say.
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