Skyler nodded in agreement.
"Time to get a move on," Zavier said. "Spruce yourself up. Make those relatives take a second look and see you're not the same person they used to push around."
"Right," Skyler replied, immediately standing up and grabbing her cell phone to check the time. "It's already eleven?!"
She couldn't believe she had slept like a log until eleven in the morning. She usually had trouble sleeping, but last night, she had crashed and didn't wake until the late morning. It was definitely out of the ordinary.
"It's only eleven, still early. No rush, let them wait a bit longer," Zavier remarked casually.
Although Skyler was itching to show the Blue clan a thing or two, to prove they couldn't mess with her and her sister anymore, she knew she wasn't strong enough to take them on just yet. Confronting them now was like a suicide mission. She wasn't about to play the fool.d2
Skyler got ready at lightning speed and then headed out the door with Zavier.
What she didn't expect was to find the Blue family waiting for them in the hotel lobby, and not just any member, but Gilbert himself—the very man who had always looked down on her, treating her like she was worth less than the dirt under his shoes.
Upon seeing Zavier, Gilbert approached with the eagerness of a puppy, "Zavier, you're heading back to Southern Port with our dear Sky? Why didn't you let us know sooner? We've got plenty of room at home, no need for you to spend money on a hotel."
"Our dear Sky," he said with such feigned affection. It was quite a shift from the past when he used to call Skyler every name in the book, none of them pleasant.
Skyler knew exactly why the sudden change in attitude but still managed a respectful, "Uncle Gilbert."
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