CHAPTER 380: CHAPTER 380: GRUDGES AND RESENTMENTS

Seeing her like this, everyone in the private room remained indifferent.

Everyone here was shrewd, and this girl really couldn’t hide her thoughts. Whatever she wanted was almost clearly written on her face, so naturally, no one sympathized with her.

Rose looked both ashamed and angry, casting a pleading glance towards Julian Hawthorne.

She was already in such a difficult position; how could Julian Hawthorne act as if he hadn’t seen anything?

Did she really have to open her mouth and plead with him?

Rose gritted her teeth and crawled to Julian’s side, looking at him with a pained expression.

"Mr. Hawthorne, please save me..."

Initially, the wrongfully accused president had asked his secretary to throw her out, and seeing Rose beg Julian for help, his face darkened even more.

However, fearing that this girl might catch Julian’s eye, he hesitated to act.

Yet Julian showed no reaction.

It seemed it had nothing to do with Julian.

The president sneered coldly in his heart, "This woman doesn’t know her place, causing a scene here. Truly disappointing, President Hawthorne, I’ll have her thrown out."

With that, he signaled to the secretary.

The secretary nodded and stepped forward to pull Rose.

But Rose reached out to cling to Julian’s leg, and this time Julian reacted quickly, directly kicking Rose away.

If it was painful when she was kicked earlier by someone else, that was only physical.

Now being kicked by Julian, the pain was both physical and emotional.

How could Julian kick her like this?

She widened her eyes, tears filling them, full of accusation as she looked at Julian, turning a business scene into a melodrama.

Finally, she was dragged out by the secretary.

Before the door closed, Julian didn’t even look at her once.

Rose’s tears fell instantly, with a hint of hatred in her eyes.

She thought that by doing this, she could catch Julian’s attention and make him see that she was a strong girl who could face adversity and was not afraid of authority, thereby earning his sympathy.

However, Julian refused to save her.

Why could Julian show his gentleness to a woman like Paige Sterling but be so stingy with her?

In what way wasn’t she better than a woman like Paige Sterling?

She was clearly a thousand times, ten thousand times more kind than Paige!

When the gathering ended, Julian was the last to leave the private room.

As he took the elevator down, just as he stepped out, Rose rushed to him, her tear-filled eyes looking pitiful.

She questioned Julian with tears, "Mr. Hawthorne, why?"

Being pursued by a woman, Julian’s expression was evidently displeased.

Secretary Jones, seeing this, immediately called security over, "What’s wrong with your staff at this club?"

Rose really was persistent, and one couldn’t help but wonder about the workings of her mind.

The general manager rushed over upon hearing the commotion, quickly pulling Rose aside and repeatedly apologizing.

"Mr. Hawthorne, we’re truly sorry, she’s new and a bit clueless!"

The club was filled with people like Rose who wanted to climb the social ladder, but to prevent such behavior from bringing a bad reputation to the club and offending others, every employee was trained to stay in line.

But realistically, making them stay in line was hardly possible.

The manager could only turn a blind eye as long as they didn’t cause trouble for the club.

However, now it was clear that Rose had hit a brick wall.

Julian said nothing and left.

Seeing this, Rose wanted to chase after him but the manager held her back.

The manager looked at her with a stern face, "Do you have a death wish? Do you know who that was? And you still dare to approach him!"

Everyone knew Julian avoided women; he couldn’t even be touched casually by men.

Rose trying to cling onto him was suicidal.

Trying to find a patron without first understanding their preferences?

But in the midst of the manager’s berating, Rose suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Manager: "...?"

An employee next to them shouted, "Ah, ah, ah, she’s bleeding!"

So much blood, it wasn’t like her period had come; the manager realized something at once, looking grim as he hurriedly had Rose sent to the hospital.

Indeed, Rose was pregnant, and now, the child was gone...

Upon learning the child was gone, Rose’s first reaction was a sigh of relief.

She didn’t want a bastard child anyway.

But now, without the child, what would she do? The police would soon come for her! Without Austin Xavier’s protection this time, what would she do?

Rose was panicked, but after the chaos, she quickly calmed down.

No worries, without Austin Xavier, there were others. As long as she found a man with power willing to settle this matter for her in time, wouldn’t that solve everything?

Even if that person wasn’t Julian Hawthorne, it didn’t matter; she had no choice.

She believed that once Julian understood her difficulties later, he wouldn’t blame her.

She wasn’t at all worried about finding such a man.

She had the charm, and as long as she was willing to lower her status, there would be plenty of men who would vie for her.

Paige Sterling saw Rose again in a hotel elevator.

At the time, Rose was catering to the tastes of the man she had finally managed to snag, dressed in a revealing dress, with exquisite makeup and a branded handbag, holding the arm of a middle-aged man, her once pure and innocent aura had completely vanished, and Paige didn’t recognize her at all.

But Rose recognized Paige in an instant, instinctively hiding behind the middle-aged man, yet her gaze was still fixed on Paige, her hands clenched tightly, demonstrating her resentment.

From the moment they entered the elevator, Paige’s eyes just brushed past her, and the fleeting look was full of unfamiliarity, as if she didn’t know her at all.

Indeed, Rose didn’t want the other party to recognize her, knowing that her current sorry state would only give them more reason to ridicule and mock her.

But when Paige truly didn’t recognize her, treating her like a mere passerby, Rose became indignant.

How could Paige have no feeling of guilt for ruining her like this, that she couldn’t even recognize her?

This was what Rose couldn’t bear the most, feeling like she was always scheming like a fool, just an insignificant clown to those in power.

Unexpectedly, Rose’s patron was thrilled to meet the legendary God Sterling in the elevator and kept trying to strike up a conversation with Paige.

Seeing the man act like this, Rose only felt embarrassed, clenching her teeth even tighter.

Finally, she stepped out and coldly said to Paige, "Miss Sterling, how have you been?"

Paige glanced at her, "Who are you?"

Rose felt that Paige was deliberately insulting her, as if she couldn’t know who she was after ruining her like this?

"Is Miss Sterling so forgetful? You can’t even remember the person you once ruined?"

Paige raised an eyebrow, and Rose’s face was filled with resentment, "I’ve ended up like this, and my life has been destroyed by you, Miss Sterling. Doesn’t your conscience feel uneasy? At night, do you never have nightmares?"

"So it’s you." Paige laughed, "What does your life have to do with me? To put it bluntly, if I see you on the street, I’d just think of you as a piece of shit and walk around it; why would a piece of shit evoke my emotions?"

With that, Paige stepped out of the elevator.

Rose stared intently at her back,

The patron beside her asked suspiciously, "Do you have a grudge with God Sterling?"