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Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 151

Summary for Chapter 151: Revenge is My Love Language

Summary of Chapter 151 from Revenge is My Love Language

Chapter 151 marks a crucial moment in Arlene Zade’s Romance novel, Revenge is My Love Language. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

Sandra froze in surprise—she hadn’t expected Anastasia to confront her head-on.

Flustered, she tried to sound tough, but her bravado rang hollow. “Did I say anything wrong? With your exam scores, you couldn’t even get into a third-rate college. How did you manage to get into Kingsbridge University? Don’t you know yourself?”

Anastasia couldn’t help but laugh inwardly. She’d gotten into Kingsbridge on her own merit—when had her grades ever fallen short of even a mediocre college’s standards?

“You sound so sure of yourself. Acting like you’ve actually seen my grades,” she shot back, her voice cool. “We’re all students at Kingsbridge now. Haven’t you heard that spreading rumors is illegal?”

“When did I ever spread rumors—?”

“Then show me some proof!” Anastasia cut her off sharply. “If you have no evidence, what else is it but gossip?”

She’d meant to say more, but right then her phone buzzed in her pocket—Harrison was calling!

In an instant, nothing else seemed to matter. She tossed out one last sentence, her tone icy:

“We’re all adults here. I hope you can think for yourself instead of believing every bit of nonsense you hear. Let me guess—Penelope told you all this, didn’t she? Here’s a bit of advice: stay away from people with real character issues like her.”

With that, she grabbed her phone and strode out of the classroom without a backward glance.

This was the first time her husband had ever called her!

What could he want?

“Hey, sweetheart!” She answered quickly, unable to hide her excitement.

“Are you busy tonight?” His voice was deep, smooth, and magnetic on the other end.

Anastasia glanced at the class group chat—there were no lectures scheduled for tonight, just a class meeting. The messages said only the class officers needed to attend; even the homeroom teacher wouldn’t be there. Without hesitation, she replied, “No, I’m free tonight!”

“Meet me at the school gate.”

“Okay!”

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