I'm more than happy to bless you two. Not like | ever liked you anyway, and Iâm not gonna haunt you like some sort of creepy stalker, she snapped.
Leslie asked curiously. âHave you hooked up with Nigel?â
âNone of your business.â
âGuess | thought too highly of you. Bonnie told me you spent a few nights in his house, and | thought you didnât do anything with him. | thought wrong. You're also a gold digger.â He leered and hung up.
Queenieâs face turned red with anger, and she wanted to curse, but Leslie had already hung up. She was about to curse him through a text, but Nigel asked curiously, âCalling off a marriage?â
Queenie put her phone down and nodded. âYeah. This Friday. Itâs still embarrassing. How should | make myself look better?
An idea popped into her mind, and she stared at Nigel. Stupidly, she asked, âDo you have time this Friday, Nigel?â
âWhy do you ask?â He cocked his eyebrow. She answered sheepishly, âCan you come with me to the calling off of my engagement as my fake boyfriend? | wanna look better in front of them.â
Nigel had no interest in that kind of appointment. He refused, âI donât have time, and Iâm not interested.â
âBut you can get something from this. | can treat you to ten meals.â She tried to bribe him. âYou'll do anything as long as | help you out?â He narrowed his eyes.
She blinked. âAs long as itâs reasonable and within my abilities.â She added, âNot gonna sleep with you, though.â
âFine, but you owe me. And you canât say no when | wanna cash in. One meal for a favor from her. This is a good deal.
Her eyes lit up. She wasnât looking forward to Friday, but now she was. Not gonna let those b*tches take all the spotlight during Friday's dinner. I'll show up with Nigel and tell everyone that | dumped him and not the other way around. If | wanna do that, Iâll have to get someone as rich and powerful as Nigel.
When Queenie was about to pay the bill, the waiter told her it had been paid for. She looked at Nigel. When did he do that?
Great. Now | owe him one more meal.
She was still complaining about what Nigel did when they came out, but he drove her straight back to the company so she could drive her car back home.
Queenie walked toward her million- dollar Ferrari.
He didnât leave right away. Instead, he watched as she revved her car up and drove away from the car park. She rolled her window down and waved at him before heading onto the streets.
He followed her closely like a dark knight protecting his princess. His car was just a few yards away from her.
She knew he was right behind, and it made her heart race. For some reason, she felt safe. When they finally went down different roads, she felt a little down.
It was amusing that she was fired on the first day of work, but she was also happy that he would be helping her out on Friday.
Feels like we're friends.
She came back home and bade her good night before heading to her room. When she passed by Bonnieâs room, she overheard her talking. Bonnie didnât lock the door, apparently.
She heard Bonnie say, âIâm not going to get engaged to you. Yes, you're calling off the marriage with Queenie, but Iâm not going to get engaged to you.â