THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 11 – 20

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 11 – 20

She scanned the class for Chadwick, and as if nature is by her side, she saw him just coming in with North, and her legs did the fast walk to them immediately.

“Any news?” North came forward.

“Don’t you think that’s a bîtchy thing to say after you threw me in the pool?” Emory replied loudly, gaining attention from the students.

“Why are you fussing over it? You didn’t die” North replied, and Emory tried punching her, but North saw it coming, so she threw her punch too.

Their punches met their faces at the same time, and everyone gasped, standing to their feet.

Emory recovered faster, so she threw the second punch at North.

It met her on the jaw, and North staggered on Chadwick who caught her.

He pushed her back, then he faced Emory himself.

“Doing that when I’m right here is a toughie thing to do, I must say” he said.

“I don’t care what you have to say. I know you sent those mad guys to me, and I’m taking the money for my destroyed car here and now!” Emory glared.

“And you think you’d get what you want?” His lips curled.

“You might wanna start making the transaction right now before i ruin you!” Emory glared harder.

“Ruin me? Who’s your father? I am Master X’s son, his only son! You might wanna watch what you say cos your life is equivalent to a passing wind.

I’ll kill you and your parents will still kneel in front of me to beg for your corpse!” He yelled aggressively.

“Blah blah fuçking blah. So what if your father is Master Y? I don’t give a flying fûck!” Emory replied, fire burning in her fierce eyes.

“Damn you, bîtch!” Chadwick tried grabbing her neck again, but Rebekah came between them before it could happen.

“If you want your hands on the ground, then touch me” Rebekah threatened, and Chadwick dropped his hand with a scoff.

“Let’s leave, Chad” North said behind him.

He nodded once, his eyes like a monster’s, them he left with North.

Rebekah faced Emory who’s still fuming.

“He’s paying for my car, I mean it” Emory said.

“Sure, he will. Just calm down” Rebekah replied, and the lecturer finally came in.

They left for their seats, and the class started on the dot.

Emory looked back, and thankfully, Banks and his friends aren’t in class.

She sighed in relief.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 11 – 20

TITANS MANSION, 6PM*

All members of the club are currently in the boxing hall, surrounding the boxing ring.

Chadwick is inside the ring with a member of the club, and the guy’s face is already bloody and unrecognizable.

He looks like a living dead.

The fight has been ongoing since an hour ago, and he’s almost dead.

Chadwick knowingly organized the fight to purge away his anger, and he doesn’t really care about the guy’s life or anything.

None of the members can stand up to him in a combat, so the guy literally signed his death book immediately he stepped in the ring with him.

Naked sluts and clothed members are busy screaming, hailing Chadwick and encouraging him to give the guy a finishing punch.

They can’t wait to see him lifeless.

Chadwick grabbed the guy by the hair, and he made an attempt to lift him off his feet, but Chadwick stood rooted.

His mind went to how Emory talked fearlessly to him in class earlier, and then how Banks talked at the poolside.

The anger came in handfuls again, and he punched the guy in the stomach.

His blood splattered out, and he flew up, landing on the ring ropes, but he bounced back, so he landed on the ground, dead.

* Yes!!!!

* Chad!

* Chad!!!!

His hailing began, and he stepped out of the net, taking a bottled water from North.

He drank from it and spit it all at Omar’s face.

Omar quickly tightened his lips so the water won’t penetrate into his mouth.

“Discard the body” North ordered him.

“Ok” Omar replied.

North left with Chadwick, and Omar folded his fists.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 11 – 20

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