Bullied and Dumped, But She Won in the End (Adriana) novel Chapter 92

**When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn**

**Pay Full Price**

“Belinda, don’t be such a brat,” Danielle chided playfully, but her voice held a sharp edge as she reached out and snatched Belinda’s phone from her grasp. A smirk danced on her lips, a mixture of amusement and authority. “And don’t even think about telling on me.”

Belinda’s heart raced as she stared at Danielle, her eyes wide with disbelief. This wasn’t the Danielle she knew; this was a side of her that sent shivers down Belinda’s spine.

Fear gripped her tightly, squeezing her chest. “Danielle… you can’t just take her away like that,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with a mix of dread and desperation. Regret washed over her, the realization that she might be powerless to stop this unfolding chaos.

Danielle turned a deaf ear to Belinda’s protests, her focus solely on Adriana, barking orders for her to be taken away as if she were a mere object to be moved.

Adriana, caught in the whirlwind of confusion, glanced around, her instincts kicking in. Suddenly, she charged toward a luxury boutique, slamming her body against the glass door with a force that echoed like a gunshot. The glass shattered into a thousand sparkling shards, a kaleidoscope of chaos reflecting her wild spirit.

Blood oozed from a cut on her forehead, streaming down her face like a crimson ribbon, but she barely registered the pain.

Nicole and Danielle stood frozen, their mouths agape, stunned by the audacity of Adriana’s reckless act.

“Has she lost her mind?” Nicole shouted, her voice a mixture of shock and disbelief, her eyes wide as saucers.

“Adriana!” Belinda cried out, her heart racing as she dashed toward her friend, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The boutique staff erupted from their posts, encircling Adriana like a swarm of angry bees. “Ma’am, you’ve broken our glass! You’ll need to compensate for the damages,” one of the employees stated, a blend of anger and concern etched on their face.

The bodyguards hesitated, caught off guard by the sudden escalation.

Danielle, still reeling from the shock, glanced at Adriana, disbelief etched across her features. “She’s completely lost it…”

“I’ll pay for the damages, but I don’t have the cash on me right now. You can call my husband…” Adriana stammered, her vision blurring as she spoke.

“No one is calling for her. I’ll take care of the damages. Nobody helps her,” Danielle snapped, her fury bubbling to the surface, her tone sharp as a knife.

Adriana smirked through the pain, a defiant glint in her eyes as she stepped into the boutique, her fury manifesting in a whirlwind of destruction. She began tossing merchandise to the floor, smashing display pieces against the counters. “Ms. Barton, remember to pay full price for everything…” she taunted, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Danielle’s eyes widened in disbelief, her mouth falling open. “You’re out of your mind!”

She shot a furious glare at her bodyguards. “What are you doing, standing there like statues? Grab her!”

Adriana raised a display piece, aiming it at the boutique’s limited-edition cabinet. “Touch me, and I swear I’ll break it. Then you’ll all be paying with me,” she declared, her voice steady, filled with an audacity that took everyone by surprise.

The bodyguards exchanged nervous glances, the stakes too high. Each piece inside could be worth a fortune, and the diamond-encrusted items were beyond priceless.

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