You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 213

“Don’t tell me she just picked some random guy and got married.”

“With her? Wouldn’t surprise me at all. That’s exactly the kind of thing she’d do.”

Patricia’s eyebrow shot up as soon as she heard that familiar voice.

Theo? Seriously?

“If you ask me, there’s no need to make things this ugly. Just shake hands and move on. Back then, both of you were backed into a corner,” Tim said, taking a slow drag from his cigarette, doing his best to play the peacemaker.

Shake hands and move on?

Yeah, right.

They’d gone way past that. With everything that had happened—lives destroyed, lines crossed—there was no handshake in the world that could fix this.

“You don’t know the half of it.”

Theo was having another rough day. He’d been played again and his mood was in the gutter, so he called up a few friends to go out for drinks.

He definitely didn’t expect Patricia to show up at the same place.

His whole “poor me” act might’ve fooled everyone else in the room, maybe even made them feel bad for him.

But to Patricia, it was just pathetic.

“I heard Ruby’s not running the company anymore and just livestreams from behind the scenes now. What’s up with that?”

Tim changed the subject, shaking his head. In his mind, if you weren’t in management, you weren’t in control of anything.

To him, Ruby was making one bad move after another.

Theo didn’t say a word.

Tim tried to keep the conversation going, but it was all just background noise.

After a while, Patricia had enough. She slipped away, weaving through the crowd toward the exit.

She was almost out the door when she ran into Joseph, rushing in like he was late for something.

He actually looked surprised to see her. “Oh, wow. Small world.”

“Yeah, what are the odds? Didn’t Theo and Tim invite you?”

Joseph shrugged. “They did, but I got stuck in traffic.”

Patricia just hummed in response.

“So, what brings you here?”

They were keeping Ruby’s car accident quiet.

And Emerson was still trying to use Ruby for attention and publicity.

“Find a way to get Ruby to go after Joseph.”

He was getting way too full of himself, never knowing when to shut up or what lines not to cross. Patricia didn’t mind teaching him a lesson.

At the Martin family’s estate, Ruby was screaming as her physical therapist worked on her leg.

Her cries echoed through the house.

Tina stood at the door, eyes red, aching for her daughter.

When the therapist was finally gone, she went in.

“Mom, I don’t want to do this anymore. It hurts too much.”

“Ruby, I know it hurts, but you have to hang in there, okay?” Tina wiped away her tears. “Do you really want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, watching Patricia walk away with everything that should have been yours?”

“Over my dead body. I’ll get out of this chair, and when I do, I’ll make her pay.”

“Then you have to keep fighting, baby, please.” Tina’s hatred for Patricia was written all over her face.