What Happens in Chapter 199 – From the Book Revenge is My Love Language
Dive into Chapter 199, a pivotal chapter in Revenge is My Love Language, written by Arlene Zade. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.
Anastasia gave a small, amused smile. “Really?”
“Yeah,” another girl replied, lowering her voice conspiratorially. “Heard she took a whole month off. No idea if she’ll even show her face again!”
“If I were her, I’d never come back,” someone else chimed in, openly scornful.
“How can someone be so shameless? She acts all innocent, like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, but look at the nasty things she’s done!”
“At least Samuel’s got a thicker skin. He’s here today as if nothing happened…”
But Sandra wasn’t in class. Since she and Maggie were close, Maggie confided that Sandra hadn’t been doing well lately and had decided to take a couple of days off.
As for Penelope’s fate, Anastasia wasn’t the least bit surprised.
But what did catch her attention was that, up until now, Gabriel hadn’t called her—not even once to demand why she’d supposedly set up his precious daughter.
It seemed that Nora and her mother weren’t faring too well in the Sterling family these days.
After they finished gossiping about that pair of troublemakers, the conversation shifted—
“Did you hear? There’s a freshman this year who’s supposed to be absolutely incredible!”
“I heard about her too—the one from the welcome party, right?”
“Yeah! After we left, there was a piano performance. One of the freshman girls went up and played, and some famous maestro happened to walk by and complimented her in front of everyone. She completely stole the show!”
“I saw her photos on the school forum—she’s gorgeous. And according to people from her department, her family background is really impressive. She’s basically become the new campus queen overnight!”
“Anastasia, do you want to see her picture?”
Maggie was already scrolling through the forum, ready to show her.
But just then, the bell rang, signaling the start of class. Anastasia didn’t care much for the gossip anyway and waved her off. “Maybe later.”
—If she had glanced at Maggie’s phone, she would have realized the girl in the photo was none other than Alice.
After class, Anastasia was gathering her things to leave when Maggie called out, “Anastasia, wait up—!”
Anastasia turned around.
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