Kicked Out, She Came Back To Rule - Chapter 14: Chapter 14
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On the 25th, it was Casey's birthday.
Philip had booked the fanciest private room at the Hart Club.
Lucy held Kaia's hand, looking a little guilty. "Sorry, Kaia. I was the one who talked you into coming. You're my best friend—I'd be bored out of my mind without you."
"It's fine. We're friends. No need to make it a big deal," Kaia said.
Before she could say more, Noelle's mocking voice cut in. "Oh, please, Kaia. Don't act like you're all that. So what if you're pretty? If it weren't for Casey, do you think you'd be setting foot in a place like this with Mr. Snyder, her boyfriend?"
A few classmates, eager to suck up to Philip, chimed in.
"Don't be so sure. The other day, someone picked Kaia up in a Maybach," one of them said.
Another laughed dryly. "Oh, come on. If she really had a boyfriend like that, the whole school would know by now. Anybody with half a brain can see that was just her putting on a show. Otherwise, where's that guy been these last few days?"
"Mr. Snyder booked the most expensive room in the Hart Club. This place is already crazy pricey, and that's the priciest one. Don't tell me Kaia isn't curious to see it," another teased.
Kaia listened to their jabs, then glanced toward the lavish private room at the end of the hall. Actually, she'd been to plenty of places like that before.
Philip noticed her look and assumed she was impressed. Feeling smug, he decided this was the perfect chance to flaunt his wealth and make her fall for him.
Just then, the club manager walked up. "I'm sorry, Mr. Snyder, but our most expensive room has already been booked by someone else."
Casey clung to Philip's arm. "What do we do, Mr. Snyder? I told everyone we'd be in that room."
"Don't worry. I'll handle it," Philip said, giving her waist a squeeze. Then he turned to the manager, his face dark. "I booked this room in advance. We're using it today."
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Snyder," the manager said with a bow. "But there are some important guests inside. I can arrange another luxury room for you instead."
Philip scoffed, "Important guests? And what am I?"
His classmates quickly backed him up.
"That's right. Isn't Mr. Snyder important? His dad owns the Snyder Hotel."
"Better watch yourself. If you tick off Mr. Snyder, you might not even be allowed in the Hart Club anymore."
"Don't bother talking—just go in, Mr. Snyder."
Philip's gaze swept over the group, pausing on Kaia for a couple of seconds.
Then, gritting his teeth, he shoved past the manager and threw the door open. "We're taking this room today. You'd better—"
He froze mid-sentence. The moment he saw who was inside, the words died in his throat.
Confused, the rest of the students peeked inside.
Several men and women were lounging on the sofas. One girl, with an air of arrogance, stood up and said coldly, "Philip? Trying to take my room, huh? You've got guts."
Philip's face drained of color. He looked like he might drop to his knees.
He hurried over to the girl, head down. "Miss Crawford, I would never dare take your room. I... I didn't know you were here."
Then, without hesitation, he slapped himself across the face.
Casey and the others all stared at the floor, silent as statues.
If even a rich kid like Philip was this scared, they could only imagine how powerful this girl's background must be.
While everyone stood frozen, the girl on the sofa suddenly glanced at their group and looked stunned.
She jumped up, hurried over, and bowed slightly. "Coach! I can't believe it's you!"
On the 25th, it was Casey's birthday.
Philip had booked the fanciest private room at the Hart Club.
Lucy held Kaia's hand, looking a little guilty. "Sorry, Kaia. I was the one who talked you into coming. You're my best friend—I'd be bored out of my mind without you."
"It's fine. We're friends. No need to make it a big deal," Kaia said.
Before she could say more, Noelle's mocking voice cut in. "Oh, please, Kaia. Don't act like you're all that. So what if you're pretty? If it weren't for Casey, do you think you'd be setting foot in a place like this with Mr. Snyder, her boyfriend?"
A few classmates, eager to suck up to Philip, chimed in.
"Don't be so sure. The other day, someone picked Kaia up in a Maybach," one of them said.
Another laughed dryly. "Oh, come on. If she really had a boyfriend like that, the whole school would know by now. Anybody with half a brain can see that was just her putting on a show. Otherwise, where's that guy been these last few days?"
"Mr. Snyder booked the most expensive room in the Hart Club. This place is already crazy pricey, and that's the priciest one. Don't tell me Kaia isn't curious to see it," another teased.
Kaia listened to their jabs, then glanced toward the lavish private room at the end of the hall. Actually, she'd been to plenty of places like that before.
Philip noticed her look and assumed she was impressed. Feeling smug, he decided this was the perfect chance to flaunt his wealth and make her fall for him.
Just then, the club manager walked up. "I'm sorry, Mr. Snyder, but our most expensive room has already been booked by someone else."
Casey clung to Philip's arm. "What do we do, Mr. Snyder? I told everyone we'd be in that room."
"Don't worry. I'll handle it," Philip said, giving her waist a squeeze. Then he turned to the manager, his face dark. "I booked this room in advance. We're using it today."
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Snyder," the manager said with a bow. "But there are some important guests inside. I can arrange another luxury room for you instead."
Philip scoffed, "Important guests? And what am I?"
His classmates quickly backed him up.
"That's right. Isn't Mr. Snyder important? His dad owns the Snyder Hotel."
"Better watch yourself. If you tick off Mr. Snyder, you might not even be allowed in the Hart Club anymore."
"Don't bother talking—just go in, Mr. Snyder."
Philip's gaze swept over the group, pausing on Kaia for a couple of seconds.
Then, gritting his teeth, he shoved past the manager and threw the door open. "We're taking this room today. You'd better—"
He froze mid-sentence. The moment he saw who was inside, the words died in his throat.
Confused, the rest of the students peeked inside.
Several men and women were lounging on the sofas. One girl, with an air of arrogance, stood up and said coldly, "Philip? Trying to take my room, huh? You've got guts."
Philip's face drained of color. He looked like he might drop to his knees.
He hurried over to the girl, head down. "Miss Crawford, I would never dare take your room. I... I didn't know you were here."
Then, without hesitation, he slapped himself across the face.
Casey and the others all stared at the floor, silent as statues.
If even a rich kid like Philip was this scared, they could only imagine how powerful this girl's background must be.
While everyone stood frozen, the girl on the sofa suddenly glanced at their group and looked stunned.
She jumped up, hurried over, and bowed slightly. "Coach! I can't believe it's you!"
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