Cattleya’s POV
I was so frustrated upon hearing all of this. My heart rumbled with anger, but I tried my best to stay calm as I walked away from the villa where my parents were shouting and yelling at each other.
It was crazy that I had lived in London my whole life, and when I came to Italy, this new life surprised and embraced me.
I took a deep breath as I sat in the backseat of the car, then I put on my seatbelt while trying not to cry.
This was a setup.
So, before I met Jaxon, he already knew me. He just went along with the flow to mess with me!
I didn't even know if I had the right to be mad at him.
I was just upset, not mad.
I was just upset, and my heart was consumed with the hatred that I truly felt for my father, for what happened to Ariella, and for Jaxon, who had lied
