"Holy shit," Geal cursed as he watched a particular figure make way into the dining hall. His eyes widened in surprise.
He shook his head in disbelief and composed himself. Returning the glass he was holding back to the table, he fixed his whole attention on her and chuckled in disbelief.
Mr. Wyatt spared him a side glance but Mrs. Wyatt stared at him with concern. She dropped her cutleries and turned to him.
"What happened son?" she asked him.
Geak shook his head, trying not to laugh out loud or do sothing nasty and out of his character. He raised his hand and pointed a finger at Jocelyn.
"How do you co to know this lady?" He threw his question at Mrs. Wyatt. Jocelyn frowned at the finger being pointed at her.
With eyes filled with curiousity, she walked towards the table in company of Adele and took a seat before Mrs. Wyatt. Giving the woman a warm smile, she fixed a questioning glare on Geal.
Mrs. Wyatt returned Jocelyn smile and replied, "She’s Arissa friend, an important one. So be nice to her," she added a warning.
Jocelyn turned to Mrs. Wyatt. She smiled greatfully and turned back to Geal with an air of pride in her. She can already feel so disturbing bossy aura excluding from him and she felt like pushing him back in his place before he acts on her. She doesn’t even know who he was.
Geal scoffed and relaxed into his seat, "Interesting," he placed his fist under his chin thoughtfully, "Miss Grayson, we need to talk," he inford, leaving his seat.
Jocelyn frowned at the sudden invitation. And why do he sound so formal yet informally annoying. She rolled her eyes and picked up her cutleries obviously ignoring him.
Geal walked over to where she sat and snatched her wrist. Jocelyn cutleries forcefully collided with her plates, drawing everyone attention on them.
"Geal, what’s this madness?" Mr. Wyatt stern voice resounded in the dinning hall, demanding an explanation.
"Let go. I don’t even know who the hell you are," Jocelyn played it coy, acting unaffected while trying to lossen his tight grip off her wrist.
Geal tightened his grip on her wrist, "I never thought I’ll et you so informally," he taunt and forcefully drew her off her seat.
Jocelyn gave him a tight slap across his face due to his disrespect. Her face turned red in embarrassnt and she tried to comport herself.
From what he just did, he treated her like a begger. Mrs. Wyatt dropped her cutleries and stood up from her seat.
Geal let go of Jocelyn’s wrist after the slap. He cleaned the wrist she had just slap and caught a hold of her wrist for the second ti.
A surprised gasp escaped Jocelyn’s lips at his audacity to hold her for the second ti. Adele had a confused expression on her face as she watched the action before her.
"Geal let her go," Mrs. Wyatt ordered, dropping a gentle touch on Geal’s shoulder, "Do you know her from sowhere?"
Geal fixed an heated glare on Jocelyn as if he’d kill her soon if no one interferes. "Of course I know her. She’s the run away model of mine that caused to lose millions of dollars just to sign and when I did, her managent decided to trick ,"
Jocelyn gulped softly hearing his explanation. She forcefully drew her hand from his hold and took a step away from him.
She looked at her reddened wrist, "That doesn’t give you enough right to be so rude to . How dare you treat like a begger,"
"And how dare you treat like a fool," Geal retroted, "How dare you and your managent play and now you act coy about it. You know I can sue you along side your managent for this." He threatened.
Jocelyn frowned, "I know nothing of such nature you speak about," she waved the topic off and returned to her seat.
She doesn’t know who he was so he has no right to accuse her as he just did and also, would he really have embarrassed her this way if they had t for the first ti in the open? Do he really lack manners this much?
Adele released a low sigh and took her eyes off Geal. She faced Jocelyn, "Are you okay?"
Jocelyn turned to her with a smile and nodded.
Geal grietted his teeth and tightened his fist in annoyance. Just like how she ignores his company calls, she ignores him in reality too. What kind of huge ego does she have?
He scoffed in disgust, "How much of a bad influence are you to Arissa?"
"Don’t_"
"And how much manner do you lack?" Jocelyn shot back, cutting Mrs. Wyatt off. She stood up from her seat and faced him, "You know what? If you have a problem with , straighten up and let know about it. Stop moving around in circles and buckle up. You lack so much manners," she said in disappointnt. Eying him, she returned to her seat.
Geal took in a soft gulp. He could not believe what just happened. She was the wrong person between them and decided to make him look foolish.
He clenched and unclenched his fist bitterly, wondering what he would do to make her pay. He really hates her guts.
Seeing her in person, he felt nothing from how he thought he would feel. Rather, he felt a need to satisfy his ego.
He looked at her one last ti and returned back to his seat. Mrs. Wyatt also returned back to her seat and everyone continued breakfast except Geal.
He kept on staring at Jocelyn and just before he would path his lips to say sothing to her, the dining door opened once again and Nicklaus walked in with his wife.
Respecting himself, he gulped in his whole word and returned back to his breakfast like nothing ever happened.
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