Chapter 15: Favoritism

Barbara's POV:

That bitch Jennifer just didn't know when to stop, did she? She kept seducing my man over and over
again! Thinking about the way Kevin looked at her, I gnashed my teeth with hatred.

Why was he so drawn towards her? How could such a lowlife compete with me and my noble
bloodline? : My anger was getting the better of me.

I couldn't stand the fact that we lived in the same dormitory building.Hell, I was so fucking furious I
couldn't fall asleep at night.

Finally, one night, an idea suddenly occurred to me.I smiled with satisfaction as I drew up a plan in my
mind, got out of bed, and snuck out.

The dorm was quiet.When I arrived at Jennifer's room, I pressed my ear against the door and heard
nothing.

The bitch was still asleep.Her room was locked.

After trying to pick the lock, I finally broke it and pried the door open.

By now, it was almost dawn.

Didn't this bitch plan to attend this morning's training? If she cared so much about training, then I
refused to let her go there without embarrassing her first.

I crept to the bathroom.

There were several washbasins and buckets inside.

I picked out the biggest bucket and filled it with water.



From unlocking the door to filling the bucket with water, I did everything without making a sound.

That bitch slept soundly the entire time.

Excited, I tiptoed to her bedside, bucketful of water in tow.

Jennifer was still sleeping soundly.

I had been so busy the entire night, while she slept peacefully.

But not for long! Grinning widely, I poured the large bucket of water on her face.

The feeling was exhilarating!

Jennifer's POV:

In a vast open field, Anthony was trying his best to train me.

I was so out of breath.I looked into his cold eyes...

"Ah!"

In the blink of an eye, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave.It was freezing! I woke up from my dream
with a start.

I opened my eyes and saw Barbara standing over me with an empty bucket in her hand.

She smirked at me smugly, eyes burning with hatred.

I was furious! My hair and clothes were drenched and the water seeped into my beddings.

"Barbara, are you crazy?"I asked in a hoarse voice.



"Bitch! How does it feel? Cold?" Barbara burst into peals of laughter.

Before I knew what I was doing, my hand acted on its own and slapped her across the face.

"Jennifer, you bitch! How dare you hit me?!" Barbara was so angry that she stamped her feet.

She raised her hand to slap me back, but I caught her by the wrist before she could do anything.

As she struggled to break free from my grasp, I glanced out the window.

The sun was slowly climbing in the horizon, which meant it was almost time for training.

I had no time to fight with this bitch.I threw her hand back so hard that she fell to the floor.

She landed in a puddle and splashed water all over herself.

I figured she didn't look much better than me.

She looked at her wet clothes in disbelief and screamed, "Go to hell!"

She angrily threw the bucket at me, but I dodged it.

As she was trying to get back on her feet, I quickly sidestepped past her and slipped out the door.

"Just stay here," I said before shutting the door behind me.

I wanted to lock her inside, but that was when I found that the lock of my door was broken.

So that was how she broke into my room.

That shameless bitch! But I didn't have the time to curse her.

I heard a whistle from the training ground, which was the morning call.



I decided to ignore Barbara and rush to the training ground instead.

Because of Barbara, I didn't have the time to dry myself first.

I tried to wring the water out of my hair and clothes as I ran to the training ground, leaving a trail of wet
footprints in my wake.

When I got there, I awkwardly joined the team.

The wind was strong today.

Because I was drenched through and through, I felt particularly cold as the wind blew.

It felt like it pierced into my bones.

Damn it! Even the weather was against me.

To my horror, Anthony came to the training ground today.

I stood at the back of the line, trying to hide.

However, his eyes roved over the crowd and stopped when they landed on me.

Anthony seemed stunned to see me like this, but then he soon regained his cold composure.

I couldn't help but lower my head to avoid his sharp gaze.I didn't want him to see me like this.

"Are you okay?" asked Daniel, who was standing in line nearby, his brows furrowed with worry.

His concern made me feel a bit better.

"Yes. Don't worry," I replied with a smile.



Before the training started, however, Anthony spoke to an attendant in a low voice.

Then, the attendant ran away in a hurry.

When he got back, he handed a bath towel to Anthony.

Anthony then walked over and threw the bath towel to me.

With eyes still icy cold, he muttered, "Go dry yourself before training."

In disbelief, I looked from the towel in my hand to him.I didn't expect him to be so considerate.I was
grateful.

My cold bones couldn't thank him enough.

I quickly headed to the periphery of the training ground and found a place where the sun shone.

Using the towel Anthony gave me, I began to dry my hair.

I felt much better afterwards.

When I joined the team again, I was no longer as disheveled and, consequently, not as embarrassed
as before.

When Barbara saw me like this, she snorted angrily.

I looked away from her loftily.

Barbara's POV:

How does Jennifer get so lucky every single time? She must've seduced Anthony.Why else would the
prince treat her so well?



"Shame on her!"

Lily, my wolf, whispered to me in my mind.Of course I knew Jennifer was shameless.She just drove me
so crazy.I needed to do something.

When training was over, I saw Jennifer again in the dining hall.She was sitting with Daniel, chatting and
laughing.

"Barbara, you should teach her a lesson," Lily suggested.

"Daniel, how can you hang around such a lowly bitch? Don't you know she's a slut who seduces every
guy she meets?" I told Daniel as I stood beside their table.

Jennifer glanced up from her food. I must admit that I enjoyed the way this bitch looked up at me.

"Hey, don't talk about her like that," Daniel said with a frown.

"Daniel, you just don’t Know how much of a bitch she is. She’s just some slut who fucks any guy."

Why did Daniel defend her? She must have him wrapped around her finger! "Barbara, that's enough!
There is a limit to my patience."

Before I knew what was happening, Jennifer stood up abruptly with a bowl of soup and poured it over
my head.

The greasy liquid trickled down my forehead and cheeks.

My hair was covered in the goopy stuff and now I smelled like soup.

"Ah!" I roared and tried to slap her, but she caught my wrist.

When I tried to pounce on her, she tripped me and I stumbled to the floor.



Damn it! I was no match for her.

Jennifer looked down at me coldly before walking out of the hall, with Daniel following closely behind
her.

By now, I was livid. I needed to make her suffer.

Just then, I saw Anthony passing by the dining hall with his attendants.

My wolf whispered an idea in my mind, saying that I should go to the prince and ask him to give me
justice.

"Mr.Jones!" I cried, catching up to Anthony.

He stopped in his tracks and took a step back when he saw me.

"What?" he asked.

"It's about that lowly slave, Jennifer. She poured oily soup on me, beat me, and insulted me together
with Daniel."

Anthony frowned at the mention of Daniel.

But other than that, he had no other reaction.

He looked at me as though I had spouted insignificant nonsense.

Then, without a word, he walked straight past me.

I was stunned and stood there in disbelief.



What the fuck just happened? Didn't the prince hear me clearly? I said that that lowly slave had done
something very rude to me.

Shouldn't he punish Jennifer for me? How could he not react at all? This was fucking ludicrous!


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