Chapter 33

Zendaya’s POV

“What the hell, Zendaya?” I heard him barge into the room as I looked up from the book I was reading. He entered the room, closed the door and stared at me in my eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me the real reason for your bad mood?

“You made me think I was the problem and instead of talking to me about it, you left me racking my brains out. I had to ask the children and I got my answers from them.”

“Those kids,” I muttered under my breath before dropping the book I was reading to sit up. “Hey, I’m sorry, okay. I was really overcome with anger… a lot of it. I did not expect that he would show up at my children’s school.

“I really want to take him down and throughout the car ride I kept thinking of a way to bring him down.”

Travis folded his arms with raised brows. He was still mad at me.

“Look, I’m sorry. I should have told you what had happened but like I said I was mad. I’ve taken care of the small fries in my revenge plan and I’m ready to take out Asher. I’m only looking fo