Crossed arm over his chest, Evan patiently waited by the door for Daniella. She hasn't co ho and neither her or Ken wants to answer his call.
He got ho with Glen, the man insisted on staying and promised not to tell Daniella about Danny.
His mind zoned out for a mont, thinking whether he should tell Daniella or not about Danny. He's not even sure how she was reading his mind, so inside he prayed that Daniella wouldn't know about Danny not until he settled the issue with Aaron.
'Who are you really, Aaron?' he wished the man was in front of him so he could ask him directly but unfortunately, he's gone and whoever took him also hurt Mark. They were sending a ssage that's what he thought or else why would they hurt Mark like that?
He exhaled deeply, he jerked his head in the direction of the stairs and found Camille walking down with confusion on her face.
"What's happening Evan?" Camille asked, slowly approaching him. She's wearing a loose and thin silky pajama. Her eyes blinked slowly while a faint smile was on her lips, she didn't have makeup on so her natural beauty was shown, and despite her loose pajama, one would notice the shape of her body as the pajama she was wearing was almost a see-through.
"Nothing," Evan looked aside, Camille was not wearing a bra and anyone could almost see her nips.
Camille bit her tongue – stopping herself from smiling, "can we talk? There's sothing I need to discuss Selena," she realized that if she wanted to be alone with Evan, all she needed to do was to ntion Selena's na.
"What is it?" Evan asked.
Camille bit her lips, her fingers played with each other looking so nervous in front of Evan, "can we talk in private?" she whispered.
Evan unfolded his arm and walked towards the study room, "quick, alright? I am waiting for Daniella."
Camille nodded and followed him, as she walked behind him, a smile ford on her lips.
Glen squinted his eyes; he was able to see the smile on Camille's lips and he knew better than she's faking the innocent look she gave to Evan.
When Camille closed the door, she turned and found Evan standing a few ters away from her.
She walked closer to him, her handheld his arm and push him towards the couch. She settled next to him and tried to hold his hand but Evan dodged it.
"Tell what you want Camille, I don't have ti for this," he said coldly and firmly,
Camille gulped, "Selena said to her school principal that I am your fiancée and so videos are circulating online about it," she paused, her hands on her laps balled into fists, "if your girlfriend finds out about it I am afraid of what she will do to ."
Evan didn't reply, so Camille lifted her chin and found him staring at her with eyebrows creasing deeply.
"You called here because of that?" disbelief was in Evan's voice as he spoke.
Camille froze, she thought Evan would be surprised but seems like, he didn't mind it.
"We both know that it's not true so when soone asks you again, tell the truth," Evan shook his head and rose from his seat, he has too much problem in his head that he didn't care about the rumors anymore.
Camille blinked, she realized that Evan didn't care so much. She gulped hard and walked towards the desk, she picked up the phone and dialed her manager's number.
When the man answered, she smiled, "the video from Selena's school that's circulating online, make sure to make it viral," she glanced at the window and found Ken holding Daniella's arm towards the entrance, "if the press calls you, tell them I don't have a comnt but don't forget to ntion that I am living at the Su Villa."
She walked out of the study room with a triumph smile, her eyes were shining with excitent. Once the rumor of her living in the Su Villa spread, she's certain that people would really think of her as Evan's fiancée and if that happens, Daniella will be the 'other girl' in the people's eyes.
His feet froze when she saw Glen hugging Daniella so tight while Evan was standing next to Ken, her eyes dropped to Evan's hand only to see it clenching tightly.
She scoffed silently, seems like she didn't have to do anything to break them up.
Her thoughts were disturbed when Ken pointed a finger and vulgarly called her.
"Hey, get her so water," he ordered.
"I am not a maid-" before she could finish Ken glared at her causing her tongue to freeze.
"I said to get her a glass of water!" this ti he shouted; it was so loud like a thunder.
Camille rushed towards the kitchen; she was like a mouse frightened of the cat.
anwhile, Ken could not help but notice Evan's jaw gnashing angrily, his eyes were like a cat looking at his opponent, even the nerve in his neck were popping like an angry snake.
He looked at where Evan was looking, there he found Glen smiling while hugging Daniella. He didn't know what's happening but when they entered the house, Glen suddenly ran to Daniella and embraced her without a word.
Daniella's face was full of confusion as she remained standing stiff in front of Glen while he embraced her like they didn't see each other for years. They might have had a normal conversation in the past but it's mostly about the cases he's handling and nothing personal but now, the way Glen embraced her made her think that sothing was going on.
She raised her chin and looked up to et his eyes, he's really tall and felt so small standing in front of him.
"Are you alright Glen?" she asked, the confusion was in her voice as well.
"Sh-" he just said and stroked her hair, "are you alright?" he asked in a voice full of concern.
Daniella blinked, "no, I was bitten by dogs," as she said that, Glen pushed her away slowly and squatted on the ground, he held her leg which had so stain of her blood.
Evan upon seeing it rushed towards Daniella, he squatted next to Glen to look at Daniella's wound.
"Is it painful?" Evan asked, he rose from the floor and cupped both of her cheeks – turned her face to him making sure that her eyes were only on him.
She gave him a smile, the bright smile that she always had, "no but you choose your friend over so you can remove that worried look on your face," her smile faded, "you're sleeping in the guestroom."
Then Daniella started to walk away, not bothering to say goodnight to anyone in the living room.
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