Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress

        Esme tried hard to ignore those boys who kept throwing her crumpled paper. Then, the blond guy named Ron would tell them to stop it. But she saw him laughing from the video as she recalled it. As she observed and keep quiet. It seemed like they plan something.

        She looked out the window and saw her bodyguard sitting alone and keep glancing on her window. He is unable to see what's happening and if ever he saw it, he will completely block himself from them. But she doesn't want to be someone who will be the same as them.

        The bell rings and they don't have the last subject since all of the advisers will have their meeting at three.

        She picked up her bag and gather her things. Then, she left the room. She stopped when the girls are following her. It's Chanel, Nicole, and Gwen. The Drama queen and known to be popular. Someone pulled her to the storage room.

        She looked around. Her heart started palpitating and someone poured a dirty bucket of ice water over her head. She closed her eyes and mouth hard. When she opened her eyes, Chanel is in the middle and at her, both sides are Nicole and Gwen.

"You kept flirting on my man." Chanel crossed her arms. She flipped her blonde curly hair back.

        She stepped back but she bumped into someone. She pushed the man.

"Get off me!" But they grabbed her arm and Chanel took a bottle of chili sauce and poured it to her uniform.

"Oh!" They laughed.

"Where's the cheddar?" Gwen at Chanel's right asked and laughed as she pulled out a cheddar from her Gucci bag and opened the cap. Then she stepped closer and is about to pour it on her, but she pushed it away and it went to her uniform. Gwen screamed.

"You bitch!" Nicole stepped forward and checked the little dirt on Gwen's uniform. She sneered at Esme.

        Esme shuddered and she tried to restrain from those strong arms. She tried hard, but Nicole slapped her left cheek, and then Gwen did the same on the right.

"Oops, sorry. My hand slipped." Nicole said sardonically.

        Chanel sighed dramatically.

"My god, as I research about Esme Pattinson, nothing came up. But Esme Dela Torre came up with your face on it." Chanel said and showed her old School ID from the last school that she attended.

"Maybe, Pattinson is her sugar daddy's name," Nicole said with a laugh.

        She kept quiet though her cheeks stung, and her eyeglasses are on the floor. Nicole stepped on it as it breaks.

"How did you enter this school?" Chanel stepped forward as the girls stepped sideward to give her space. "How did you even manage to enter a school that has a 500,000 enrollment every school year?"

        She gritted her teeth.

"Let me go." She warned them. She wiggled her arms and she stepped back hard until those guys who are holding her hit the wall. She punched the abdominal of one of it, but Chanel grabbed her hair and dragged her until her knees collapsed.

        She held Chanel's hand from her hair as it felt like coming out from her scalped. One boy took her bag and then the other boy hold her ankles. They all stopped when someone is twisting the doorknob. They simply pushed her on the other side, and they clean up their selves.

        Esme was left there on the corner as she hugged herself.

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        Laurence is checking Esme's recording. He frowned on the fourth day in the school. Some girls are picking on her and throwing papers on her. She simply ignored them. He also saw how those girls whispered at each other.

        He sighed and gather her things. It's just one in the afternoon and he skipped class. He took his pass and drove her Roll Royce at high speed to the Elite Academy. It's approximately three hours' drive back to the city.

        He will be there less than in two hours. He kept playing the video until they are laughing, and the blond guy named Ron told them to stop it, but he is laughing with them secretly. No one is going to hurt his sister. He's going to break their bones.

        He's near to the Elite Bar but there's a little traffic. Then, he saw how she was dragged in the storage room and was poured by water and hot chili sauce, and then she was slapped and dragged by the hair. He called her bodyguard. Her bodyguard is already searching for her since she's been in the storage room.

        It's good. He showed his ID to the guard and they scanned it. Then, he drove his car to the very staircase. He came out and her bodyguard put his coat over her since she's wet and he's holding her bag.

        Esme's glasses are broken as she clutched it on her left hand. She kept her head down as tears kept streaming down her cheek. Then, the bodyguard gently put his hand over her shoulder to guide her and they stop. Esme looked up at him.

        Seeing her cheeks red, her uniform dirty and she looked like a complete mess just breaks his heart. His poor sister. She hiccupped and she stepped forward and he spread his arms and she cried on his chest.

        He wrapped his arms around her and looked at the bodyguard.

"Give me the identities.��� He told the bodyguard. "I am taking her from her."

"Yes, sir." The bodyguard bowed and he put her bag at the backseat. He leaned on the car and let her cry and then he gave the bodyguard's coat back to him. He looked at the Emblem that he's wearing. Half dragon and half tiger. Good.

"Let's go to the hotel so you could change your clothes." He told her.

        She sniffled and looked up at him. Tsk. He wiped her tears.

"Let's eat outside and have fun, okay?"

        She nodded at him. He took her to the other side of the car and opened it for her. He removed his coat and gave it to her. He walked around to the driver's seat and stopped. Then he turned and stared at the three girls who are coming out from the hallway.

        He unloosed his necktie and he opened the car and he hopped in. He sent the photos to his bodyguard and the footage of how they hurt her.

        He glanced at her as he maneuvers his car. He took a tissue just in the compartment and gave it to her. She wiped her snots. He drove off from her school.

        He showed his hand to her.

"Your hand."

        She put her hand over his palm, and he held it. It's shaking and cold.

"Baby sis, you need to tell me everything. If I didn't review all of those times, I wouldn't know that your classmates have been harassing you."

"I—They know my real identity."

"What identity?" He asked.

"That I am not a Pattinson and I came from a Public school."

"Hmm." He drives using one hand. "They will pay big for what they did."

"Please don't tell your mom and dad." She said softly.

"I won't tell them, but they will soon know about it."

"Let's go home, please."

"If we go home, then mom would see you in that condition. Let's go to the Pattinson Hotel and I already called someone to buy your clothes so we could go to the mall and lighten your mood."

"I am fine." She told him.

"You are not fine, baby sister. When Zendaya is like this, I always bring her somewhere to let our minds cool down. She likes going on a shooting range. I don't know where you like to go to, so we are going to the mall in an arcade. Is that alright with you? We still have time before dinner."

"Okay." She mumbled. He put her hand over her lap.

        Then he turned the car. His phone started ringing and he answered it. It was directly on the speaker so, anything that the caller would say would be heard by Esme.

"What's up?" Laurence asked.

"Why did you leave the academy in a rush?" Kale asked.

"There's an emergency," Laurence said.

"Okay, let's meet on the location of the strip club later."

        He stopped and looked at Esme who froze.

"Strip club?" She asked him.

"Don't tell dad about it."

"Okay." She said in a very low voice.

"Hi, Esme!" Kale greeted. "I didn't know that you were with Esme?"

"Something came up, so I picked her up. I'll meet you there, Rence."

"Okay. Bye, Esme!" Kale seemed to be grinning. Laurence hung up and turned the car to the hotel. He took her bag and they went to the presidential suite as the manager greet them. Laurence takes her there and the manager also had the clothes for Esme.

"I'll just talk to your bodyguard and you get ready," Laurence said. She nodded and went to the bathroom. Then he faced the manager. "I also forgot to ask for an ice bag. My sister needs it."

"Y-Yes, sir." The manager nodded and called for someone. "Is there anything else, sir?" He asked.

"No. We'll check out as soon as she's ready."

"Noted, sir."

        Laurence called the bodyguard and the bodyguard tell him every detail that he had researched. He's also with Carter, Dean, and Allen.