No longer a pushover (Noelle and Cedric) novel Chapter 448

Later, Xenia went straight to Frank's hospital room. Rolling up her sleeves just enough to expose the fresh bruises on her arms, she made sure Frank noticed them.

As expected, his brows furrowed. "What happened? More injuries?"

Xenia shrank back a little. "I went to school to see Noelle today. I even got on my knees and apologized, explaining that Blake had nothing to do with anything. But Blake didn't seem satisfied—he called me back to the hospital. Frank, I'm scared!"

Frank knew all too well how bad Blake's temper was. Lately, he had been taking it out on Xenia almost every day.

He could not help but say, "I'll talk to Blake. He can't keep putting his hands on you like this."

Right then, Blake shoved the door open and stormed in. The scars on his face were gruesome, making him look even more intimidating.

Xenia flinched at the sight of him.

Blake grabbed her by the arm. "If you hadn't recorded that damn video and fed me lies about Noelle planning to expose my dirt, I wouldn't have hit her. And I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Xenia immediately looked at Frank, silently begging for help.

Frank hesitated, then asked, "So, she really showed you a video?"

"Yeah. That bitch deleted it afterward, but I'm not lying. There's no way I would've gone after Noelle for no reason."

Frank turned to Xenia, his voice serious. "Is it true?"

Xenia stammered, struggling to come up with a response. "I-I didn't—"

Frank's expression darkened. "You're lying."

He still remembered what had happened at the bar—the surveillance footage incident was proof enough. Even when caught red-handed, Xenia had lied without blinking.

This time, he chose to believe Blake. That video had definitely existed, but Xenia had erased it.

Blake was momentarily stunned. "Frank, you actually believe me?"

"Donovan, all of this is because of her! That bitch is the one who started it all!"

Xenia pitifully clung to Donovan's arm, her voice trembling. "Donovan, it's all my fault. Don't be mad at Blake—he's just upset."

Donovan sighed, his expression softening. "Xenia, you're too kind. You don't owe the Liddells anything. Your father died saving my parents—if anything, we owe you."

Xenia lowered her gaze, her voice laced with quiet sorrow. "But I grew up with the Liddells. I already see all of you as my family. I could never hold that against you."

Donovan felt a wave of relief—at least Xenia was still loyal. He turned to Blake. "You forced Xenia to kneel and apologize—did Noelle agree to let this go?"

Blake clenched his jaw. "No."

Donovan scoffed. "Like I said before, Noelle is a cold-hearted, ungrateful brat. If she refuses to back down, then you should strike first—make sure she never recovers from this."

If Noelle had no mercy for them, then they would not have any for her either.