As Erica stormed out of Mrs. Evans' office, her mind a whirlwind of anger and frustration, a steely determination settled within her. The sting of Mrs. Evans' words lingered, fueling a fire of defiance that burned brightly within her heart.
"I hate this family," Erica seethed inwardly, her fists clenched at her sides as she navigated the grand hallways of the mansion. "And I hate Jay for dragging me into this mess."
With each step, her resolve hardened, her thoughts crystallizing into a singular purpose. She would not allow herself to be belittled or underestimated any longer. If Jay and his family thought they could control her, they were sorely mistaken.
"I will make him fall for me," Erica vowed silently, her jaw set with determination. "And when he realizes what he's lost, he'll beg
