Free Web NovelChapter 100: History Was About to Repeat Itself
After hauling out the last few trash bags, Lucas dropped onto a chair near the edge of the courtyard and let out a long breath.
Cleaning up after a party was somehow more exhausting than hosting one.
He rolled his shoulders and stretched his neck.
"Five minutes," he muttered to himself.
"I deserve at least five minutes."
Pulling out his phone, he leaned back and began scrolling absentmindedly, planning to rest before helping with the remaining cleanup.
A new message notification suddenly popped up.
It was from Bennett. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
The car has arrived.
My team is bringing it to your villa now.
Lucas blinked.
That fast?
He had expected the Bugatti to take at least two or three weeks.
Maybe even a month.
After all, he hadn’t ordered an ordinary supercar.
This was the Bugatti La Voiture Noire.
A one-of-one masterpiece.
The kind of car most people would only ever see in photographs.
Yet somehow, Bennett had managed to secure it in less than two days.
Lucas couldn’t help but smile. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
It seemed her connections ran deeper than he had imagined.
What Lucas didn’t know was that Bennett had treated this deal as more than just business.
The night he transferred one hundred and thirty million dollars without hesitation, she immediately understood something.
Clients like Lucas didn’t come around often.
Someone who could spend that kind of money so casually wasn’t just wealthy.
He was operating on an entirely different level.
Missing this opportunity wasn’t an option.
For the first time in years, Bennett had personally pulled every favor she had, called in old debts, and worked around the clock to make the impossible happen.
And somehow, she had succeeded.
Lucas quickly sent her his address.
Bring it to the estate.
I’ll be here all day.
Just as he locked his phone and slipped it back into his pocket, the living room doors swung open.
"Sorry everyone! I’m late!"
A cheerful voice instantly drew everyone’s attention.
Cardi hurried inside, slightly out of breath.
She wore a light summer dress, her cheeks flushed from rushing over.
Standing behind her was another girl.
The newcomer looked younger than most of the students gathered in the villa.
She had straight-cut bangs, a high ponytail, and round glasses that gave her a soft, innocent appearance.
Her oversized sweater and denim skirt made her look more like a freshman than a university student.
There was a quiet, bookish charm about her.
The kind of girl people might overlook at first glance.
Until they looked a little closer.
"Everyone, let me introduce my cousin."
Cardi stepped aside with a grin.
"She just moved to Silvermont for school, and since it’s the weekend, I thought I’d bring her along to meet everyone."
The girl took a small step forward.
A shy smile appeared on her face as she raised her hand in greeting.
"Hi, everyone."
"My name is Roxxy."
Her voice was soft but clear.
For a brief moment, the room fell silent.
Several people exchanged surprised glances.
Because despite her simple appearance, there was something unexpectedly captivating about her.
Even Lucas found himself taking a second look.
At first, he only thought she looked vaguely familiar.
Then it clicked.
Roxxy.
Max’s online girlfriend.
He had seen her countless times during late-night video calls.
Usually, those calls followed the same pattern.
Max would excitedly tell him about his relationship, grinning like an idiot while showing off screenshots of their conversations.
Then, sooner or later, Roxxy would appear on screen.
And shortly after that came the requests.
Concert tickets.
A handbag she’d been eyeing.
Cosmetics.
A weekend trip.
A birthday gift for her friend.
The reasons changed.
The outcome never did.
Max always paid.
At first, Lucas hadn’t thought much about it.
People in relationships spent money on each other all the time.
But after a while, he started noticing something.
Whenever Max was low on cash, Roxxy’s replies became slower.
Whenever he sent her money, she suddenly became affectionate again.
The pattern was impossible to ignore.
Lucas knew because he had lived through it himself.
For three years, he had convinced himself that sacrifice was love.
He skipped meals to buy gifts.
Worked part-time jobs to fund shopping trips.
Saved every spare dollar while Jessica casually spent it.
Back then, he had called it devotion.
Now he knew better.
He had been played.
Not because Jessica had forced him.
But because she had learned exactly how much he was willing to give and taken advantage of it.
That realization had hurt far more than the breakup itself.
And ever since then, Lucas had become sensitive to these things.
Maybe Roxxy wasn’t as ruthless as Jessica.
Maybe she wasn’t deliberately manipulating Max.
But one thing was certain.
The relationship was unbalanced.
Max was always the one giving.
His time.
His money.
His attention.
And Roxxy?
She just took.
Maybe Max couldn’t see it because he was too emotionally invested.
Lucas understood that better than anyone.
When you’re in love, you ignore the warning signs.
You make excuses.
You tell yourself things will change.
You convince yourself that if you give just a little more, everything will work out.
That’s exactly what Lucas had done.
And look where it got him.
His expression remained calm, betraying none of his thoughts.
Today was Sofia’s birthday.
This wasn’t the time to start an argument or embarrass Max in front of everyone.
Still, Lucas made a mental note.
Sooner or later, he needed to have a serious conversation with his friend.
Because he refused to stand by and watch Max repeat the same mistakes he once made.
Just then, the low rumble of an engine echoed from outside the villa.
Everyone instinctively turned toward the entrance.
A large transport truck slowly rolled through the front gates.
The moment it appeared, conversations began to die down.
Curious gazes shifted toward the vehicle.
Then the passenger door opened.
A woman stepped out.
Instantly, she became the center of attention.
It was Bennett.
She wore a fitted black dress that accentuated her mature figure, paired with a light beige trench coat draped casually over her shoulders.
Her long hair framed her elegant features perfectly.
Confident.
Composed.
Effortlessly captivating.
Unlike the youthful beauty of Sofia or Maya, Bennett carried the refined charm of a woman who had already built her own success.
Every step she took drew attention.
Several of the boys stared openly.
Even some of the girls couldn’t help feeling a little envious.
She looked around the lively courtyard, taking in the decorations, the barbecue grills, and the crowd of students.
A small smile appeared on her lips.
Looks like I came during a party.
After failing to spot Lucas immediately, she pulled out her phone and tapped his contact.
A moment later, Lucas felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
