"I like you." Adam started.
lanie stared at him as her insides twisted. Was she having so weird dream like the last ti? That ti he'd been undressed in her dream... Subtly, she clasped her hand and pinched her wrist.Nope. She felt the pain so this was probably not a dream.
Then, was he serious? Did he really just co here to... confess? He looked so flustered, she almost believed it. Almost.
"What did you say?" she asked carefully. Knowing him, he was probably pulling so prank on her. But if he was, then he was too good an actor. He looked the perfect blend of confused and hesitant.
Adam let out a breath, ruffling his hair like he was trying to shake loose whatever was bothering him. "I like you. And I don't want to lie to you."
"Oo...kay?" lanie said slowly, still unsure where this was going.
He frowned at her tone. Why was she looking at him so apprehensively? He had not even confessed yet... And then he realized what he'd said and how it could be construed.
Hurriedly, he shook his head," No no. I don't like you."
lanie blinked again as she stared at him. Had he lost his mind or sothing. But again, all she said was," Oo...kay?"
He cursed again and stood up, pacing," I an I like you but not romantically. Just that you are a decent and good person."
lanie nodded. The guy must have definitely hurt his head or was probably drunk and had co here out of so confusion.
Adam could see it in her eyes that she was not taking him seriously. Of course, he was making such a ss of things that she probably wouldn't. He needed to stop wasting ti.
"I like you and I I used you," Adam blurted out suddenly and watched her brows furrow even more as she asked slowly, "What?" Her brows shot up. "What do you an you used ?"
"I didn't an to... not like that." Adam shook his head. "It was a low move, and I knew it. That's why I'm here. I thought... I should tell you."
lanie crossed her arms as she looked at him, finally realizing sothing. "Tell what exactly?"
"The pictures," Adam muttered, barely looking at her. "The ones with us on the flyboard... I had soone take those. On purpose."
lanie nodded at that," Hmm. I guessed that as much! I an I am sure no one had so much free ti that they would simply click our pictures."
Adam blinked.
"No no. I an I'd hired a professional photographer to click our pictures when we were at the lake. I ant to use them to show off to Spencer and goad him..."
As Adam explained his entire plan, lanie could only let out a slow and steady breath. "Thanks for telling . I appreciate the honesty. You can go now."
His head jerked up and his eyes narrowed. "Wait... that's it?"
After everything he had confessed, all she could say do was thank him? And ask him to leave?
"That's it." lanie's gaze hardened. "You think I'm supposed to thank you for telling you used ? You think because you confessed, it's all good now?"
"No, I—" Adam started, but she cut him off.
"Next ti," she said coldly, "if you're planning to use , at least have the decency to warn first."
"lanie, I—"
Adam nodded. Okay. She was angry. That was good. Anger was good. But he didn't like the way she was looking at him. Like he was so kind of an insect.
Before he could say anything more, lanie cut him off, "We started off as partners for mutual benefits. Please rember that. If we're going to keep working together, you tell what you're planning. No lies, no sneaking around. Got it?"
Adam scowled then. What did she an by that?
"Good." lanie nodded toward the door. "Now please go."
The door had barely clicked shut behind him when lanie felt her composure slip and she let out a breath. Was it just a couple of hours ago that she had accepted that they could probably be friends. Her breath caught, and before she could stop herself, tears were streaming down her face.
When was she going to learn? She had let her guard down—again. Sohow, she had let herself believe that Adam, of all people, could be her friend. That beneath his smug smile and easy charm, there was sothing genuine.
She had forgotten what kind of man he really was—a man who played gas with people's lives, a man who had orchestrated her so-called 'lack of marriage' and then patiently waited three years, gathering intelligence on Spencer and about her so that he could slip into her life seamlessly and take Spencer's place.
He might look carefree and easygoing, but there was a sharpness to him—a calculated edge that she'd been too blind to see before. No. She had seen it but considering the fact that he had revealed Spencer's betrayal, she had thought him better than Spencer.
What a fool she was. They were both brothers, how different could they be?
The truth settled like a stone in her stomach. The fact was she knew nothing about Adam Collins. Nothing at all. And if tonight, he had not revealed everything then she would never even have known that he had done sothing like this. Even though he claid that he'd not pulled her onto that flyboard for show and all that was genuine, her mory of the day had been tarnished...
With a sigh, lanie returned to bed and lay down. There was no point in thinking all this. She should just go on as she had initially planned. Ignore Adam and his antics. Work on building up LuxeArt and then three years later, separate and go on her own way away from these people who would use soone without a care.
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