Dumping Ex and Spoiled by Mr. Hopkins by Amber Apple

Chapter 11: Sinister 

Intentions 

A loud smack hit Jillian’s 

face. 

Jillian was totally caught off guard when Lexie landed that hit, and her smugness turned into pure disbelief and anger. “You, you son of a bitch! How dare you hit me?” 

“Why wouldn’t I dare? Who do you think you are?” 

In the next moment, Lexie 

suddenly gripped Jillian’s 

throat and forcefully pressed 

her head towards the 

window. 

Jillian’s feet dangled, the upper half of her b*dy leaning out of the window. 

The fifteen-story height made her scalp tingle, pupils trembling. Even her cries for help carried involuntary 

tremors, “Help! HELP—” 

“Jillian, I used to ignore what you did, but do you seriously 

think I’m someone you can push around?” Lexie said in a laid-back tone, “If you can’t 

control your words, I might 

have to do it for you 

permanently.” 

With that, she increased the 

pressure on Jillian’s neck. 

“Okay, okay! I messed up, 

won’t repeat it, promise…” 

pleaded Jillian in a shaky 

voice. She’s completely 

freaked out. 

The intense scene attracted a 

crowd, someone even pulled 

out their phones to record 

videos. 

Taking a quick look at the 

onlookers, Lexie relaxed her 

hold a bit. She was on the 

brink of stepping back into the Koch family and running things. Revenge on Jillian 

could wait; it wasn’t the right 

time. 

“Just so you know, this is 

your warning!” Lexie scoffed 

and quickly pulled Jillian 

back inside through the 

window. 

Jillian’s feet touched the ground, and with the feeling of solid ground beneath her, the metaphorical weight lifted. She hurriedly got up and fled, warning Lexie, “Lexie, just wait! The Wallace 

family won’t let you off!” 

Lexie raised an eyebrow, the cold, triumphant smile on 

her face making her look 

even more striking, “Bring it 

on!” 

She had no ties left with the 

Wallace family, and she 

cared no one in that 

shithole. 

If the Wallace family messed with her, she’s totally cool 

with sending them back to 

where they’re from. 

As Lexie returned to her room, Jillian’s parting words 

echoed in her ears, ‘Don’t 

think I don’t know why you 

disappeared for no reason at 

that night. My brother told 

me everything!” 

She never knew promises 

could be so cheap. 

Or that the man she 

genuinely loved never 

believed her. 

But had Callum forgotten why she was kidnapped? 

How could he reveal her 

scars without a shred of guilt 

and remorse? 

Remembering that dark 

alley night sent shivers down Lexie’s spine. It’s as if her heart broke a bit, letting in 

this freezing cold that just 

won’t go away. 

“Knock! Knock!” The 

knocking on the door 

snapped Lexie back to 

reality. 

She turned and saw Grayson 

standing at the door. 

The panic on her face 

quickly vanished, replaced 

by a hint of surprise. 

Never did she expect to meet 

him again so soon, and each 

time seemed to be at her 

most disheveled moments. 

“What… are you doing here?” 

Lexie asked. 

Grayson, looking sharp in his handmade suit, walked 

up to Lexie. 

The golden sunlight made him appear almost ethereal. 

His gaze focused on Lexie’s face, noticing the dampness in the corners of her eyes, 

and his brows furrowed.