Allison continued to stare at Derek with the girl he was with as the both of them entered through the gates of the hotel. When she heard Kace’s words, she imdiately turned her head away, tearing her eyes from them.
"Why is your boyfriend with that girl?" Kace probed, opening the snacks he bought earlier from the convenience store, and threw a potato chip into his mouth, crunching it with his teeth.
"I don’t know what you are talking about," Allison responded, resuming her walk and pretending she didn’t just see what Kace had also seen.
A frown settled on Kace’s eyebrow as she stared at her retreating.
Since the first ti he’d seen Derek, he had already concluded he was a jerk, but he didn’t expect him to be that kind of a jerk. The fact that Allison had just denied spotting her boyfriend walking into a hotel with a girl who wasn’t her just spiked his curiosity even more.
Any girl in her position would have imdiately crossed the street, rolled up her sleeves, and pulled the hair of the other girl. But Allison was acting quite the opposite; walking away.
"Wait for ," he said as he tried to catch up to her which didn’t take him long. He stared at her face. It was dark and sullen and he wasn’t sure if it was because she didn’t get the job, or because she caught her boyfriend cheating on her. "Have you seen him doing that before?" He suddenly asked.
From her actions, he suspected that wasn’t the first ti she had seen him with the opposite gender, heading to a hotel.
"That’s none of—"
"Your business," he finished.
Allison glared at him but didn’t say anything.
Kace didn’t bother to ask her any more questions regarding her relationship with her boyfriend. It wasn’t his business like she said after all.
He continued to follow her around until she got to another convenience store. They gave her the sa reply as the first one she went to; they wanted soone with work experience.
"Just let help you, Allison, I won’t ask for anything in return, I promise," said Kace when he saw her stepping out of the store.
"How many tis do I have to tell you I don’t need your help?" She questioned him, pinning him with a glare.
Kace ca from an influential family and the last thing she wanted was for words to be released she got a job offer from Kace Wallace. Filthy rumors could start from there, sothing she wanted to avoid. Even though she desperately needed a job. Fast. Else, she was going to show up in class with bruises on her neck again.
Subconsciously, Allison touched her neck.
"In that case..." Kace snatched the piece of paper in her hand. "Give a pen," he requested, his hands stretched forward. With a questioning look, Allison reluctantly handed him a pen. Kace scribbled down sothing on the paper and handed it back to her. "That’s my phone number, call whenever you are ready."
Allison stared at the digits on the paper.
"You don’t have to bother because I won’t be calling you at all," she promised.
"Of course you wouldn’t," Kace chuckled.
Allison rolled her eyes at him. When she checked the ti and realized it was already late, she decided to head back ho.
Kace intended to follow her but she shooed him away with a warning.
Kace didn’t give up. He followed her discreetly until she got to her house which was a small apartnt.
Kace walked back to his car which was still parked safely at the gates of the university with no scratches spotted.
’Allison Quinn, one day, you have quite an interesting personality,’ he thought to himself before he zood off.
**
At Faville,
Everyone was dressed up for their welcoming party into Faville. Everyone danced to the booming music, as they enjoyed a little of the only ti they would have fun before the next day arrived.
Michelle was seated at a booth table. Her body was present, but her mind wasn’t, as she tried to think of ways to hurt Selene who was stuck with Liam and Martha as they enjoyed a joke she shared.
If looks could kill, Selene would be 6 feet under the ground already.
No matter what Michelle thought, she believed none of them could work.
Claudia had given her a warning that if anything was to happen to Selene in Faville, she would be held responsible. Michelle wasn’t daring enough to disobey the woman. She had already kicked her out of the Wallace mansion before, who knew what she could do next?
Despite rembering Claudia’s threat, Michelle couldn’t help but feel the urge to hurt Selene even the slightest.
She couldn’t insult her without Selene saying sothing even more spiteful. She could have easily spiked her drink but that would only put her in trouble.
"Hi, would you like to dance with ?" A guy, out of nowhere, suddenly asked.
Michelle recognized him to be one of the people invited by the hosts of the party.
"No, thanks," she objected. She was busy planning how to sabotage Selene. Dancing was not on her list for tonight.
"Co on, it’s just a dance," he insisted.
"And I said no," Michelle nearly yelled out of frustration, but the booming music was loud enough to swallow her voice.
The guy raised his hand in surrender, about to walk away when Michelle suddenly called him back. An idea had suddenly popped into her head.
"I want you to do sothing for and I will pay you handsoly for it," she said, a smirk on her lips.
At the sound of money being ntioned, the man imdiately nodded. He didn’t care about what it could be that she needed him to do. As long as money was involved, he would do anything.
"That lady wearing a red dress," Michelle pointed at Selene. "I want you to harass her."
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