Husband With Benefits-Chapter 590: A Confrontation

"Bianca."

Bianca looked up from her phone to see Autumn standing there in front of her. She sighed, exasperation evident in her tone. "What is it? Are you here to beg for Pierce? I’ve already told you—"

"Pierce is history as far as I’m concerned," Autumn snapped, cutting her off. She moved to sit opposite Biance, her eyes never leaving her face. "I’m here to find out why you want to harm me. What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?"

"Doing this? What have I done? I only took Pierce from you and I don’t like you. As for what I want from you. I wish I could take everything away from you. You were always the smart one in school and outside, the teacher’s pet. You always had to outshine everyone. Your perfect grades, your perfect attitude—everything about you was infuriating. I want to see you suffer forever. I’ve had enough of you. My biggest achievement is taking Pierce away from you."

Autumn frowned. She needed to make Bianca blurt out why she had planned the attack this morning. Why was she talking about the past. And just how good an actress had Bianca become that she’d not even shown a flicker of fear when she came to stand before her? Something was definitely up. She needed a confession from Bianca and a lead. "You wanted to hurt me over such trivial things?"

Autumn frowned and decided she woulld need to use the big guns. She made a show of reaching into her bag and pulled out the small phone, tossing it onto the table. And yet, Bianca was not scared or even perturbed by it. Did the perpetrator not tell her that he’d lost his phone? But she had to have known she was okay and not hurt.

Before Bianca could say anything, the waitress arrived with a cup of coffee, placing it in the middle. Bianca’s eyes flickered to the cup, and a subtle smirk appeared on her lips as she moved her hands towards the phone," What is this? Why are you showing me a phone?"

However, before she could pick the phone, her hand changed directions and in a swift motion, she overturned the cup, sending hot coffee spilling across the table and almost on Autumn’s hand.

Autumn gasped and jumped back, narrowly avoiding the scalding liquid, even as a few drops scalded her. Her eyes blazed with anger. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Bianca leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Consider it a warning, Autumn. Stay out of my way. If you think you can come and play these games with me then you are wrong. I don’t know whose phone this is and I don’t want to know."

She then proceeded to pretend nothing had happened and gestured to the waitress as she ignored Autumn, "Excuse me, can you clear this mess and bring me another coffee?"

"That phone has messages from your number, Bianca. Telling someone to harm me. Do you think you can get away with something like that?"

"Messages? From my phone? What are you talking about? I lost my phone a few days ago. I don’t know who would have stolen it and used it to cause harm. I’ve already reported the loss to the police. Feel free to go and check."

Finally it was there. The triumphant look on Bianca’s face finally broke through. It didn’t matter to her that she had not succeeded. What mattered that Autumn had not succeeded. With a sachharine sweet smile, she told Autumn," "You’re out of your depth, Autumn."

Autumn was about to respond when the waitress returned with another cup of coffee, and placed it on the table again as Bianca told the waitress,"Can’t you get rid of this woman?"

The waitress stood awkwardly for a moment before turning to Autumn who simply waved her away,"No need to worry. I’m about to leave." She then turned to Bianca and leaned in, her voice low and menacing," Just because you think you have everything planned, doesn’t mean I can’t prove what you’ve done and have you punished. You won’t get away with this, Bianca. Not this time."

Without breaking eye contact, Autumn reached for the phone on the table and then as she grabbed the device, she copied Bianca and deliberately upended the coffee cup, sending the hot liquid spilling over Bianca’s hand, much more successfully than Bianca had.

Bianca screamed, jerking her hand away and knocking her chair back in the process. The coffee scalded her skin, and she clutched her hand in pain, glaring at Autumn with pure hatred. "You bi*ch! You’ll pay for this!"

Autumn straightened up slowly, her expression cold and unyielding. "Consider it a warning, Bianca. I’m not going to let you hurt me or anyone close to me ever again. This is far from over. And I don’t care what it is that you want, the next time I feel any threat, I will come looking for you."

"Look all you want! But you will never find that thing! I know what it is! And I will make sure it never reaches you!’ Bianca hisses as her eyes flashed with rage as she held her burning hand.

The people around them started to murmur and Autumn ignored them all as she turned and walked out of the cafe with her head held high. She knew there would be rumors flying tomorrow, about how she was vicious and had probably lost her insanity. But right now, she was not the least bit bothered by it.

This wasn’t just about her anymore. Nothing was allowed to stop her from keeping Arabelle safe. If it meant harming Bianca, then so be it. She was prepared to do whatever it took to make that happen. Even hurt Bianca or herself. It was only as she stepped out that she allowed her shoulders to sag and walk towards Gabe was was still standing there waiting for her.