Summary of Chapter 29 from Little Brown Benefit
Chapter 29 marks a crucial moment in Mavelinebelle’s Internet novel, Little Brown Benefit. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
"There's nowhere for her to run forever. How I wish the police let me beat her ass before sticking her behind bars."
"You really want to give Audrey those hands, huh?"
I laughed lightly to myself. "I'm heading up to my room, turn the AC on full blast and get some rest."
I peeled myself off the couch and went upstairs to my bedroom.
On opening the door, it smelled like Christian's perfume. I engulfed myself in the bed sheets and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up at the next sunrise. Tears stained the pillow underneath me and I felt how swollen my eyes were.
I made my way to my bathroom and did my usual morning feminine hygiene routine. Afterwards, I went downstairs for breakfast.
I walked past the guest bedroom and heard Remy on the phone with someone.
"Who could she be talking on the phone with this early?" I questioned myself.
"I don't know what is wrong with you. You went too damn far. Where are you?" I heard her end of the conversation.
Shortly after, she emerged and caught me in the act of eaves-dropping.
"Sacha? How long have you been standing there?" She asked.
"I just got here. I was about to wake you so we can start breakfast."
"Oh."
"Who were you on the phone with?"
"Just a friend from the club. She got into some drama and I was just giving her some advice."
"Oh. Okay."
We went to the kitchen and made breakfast.
"Remy, when is your mom's funeral?"
"Soon. Next week Thursday actually."
Remy and I had breakfast then started watching an episode when a knock came on the door.
I opened it.
"Are you happy what happened to my son?" His mother asked as she barged into the house uninvited.
"How can you ask such a question? In case you haven't noticed, my sister was in that car too!" I instantly snapped.
I didn't give a damn if she was his mother. What she's not going to do, is walk in here and disrespect me.
"All of this could have been avoided if he had only listened and you had stay away from my son."
"Are you serious right now? You have the audacity to bring such foolishness to my house so early."
"Your house? Little girl, this house belongs to my son. Not you."
"He gave it to me."
"Got proof of that. You're not even entitled to a breadcrumb as far as I know."
"That's what you came over here for? Hug? Your son is in a coma and all you can talk about is what the mother of his unborn child is entitled to. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Watch your mouth! My son can't talk to me like that and neither can you!"
"Well obviously someone should. I can't stand people like you. Always worried about material shit when a life is at stake. Your son! You should be at the damn hospital instead of my house!"
Mrs. Alexander was shell-shocked. "My word. You'll never amount to this family."
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