Chapter 122: Reflections in Hazel
Georgina pushed open the classroom door and stepped out into the hallway, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. She didn’t even wait to leave the building before unlocking her phone and dialling a number with swift, eager fingers. The moment the call connected, she spoke, breathless with excitement.
"Hey! I saw the boy!"
There was a pause on the other end before Clyde’s smooth voice answered, cool and unimpressed.
"Georgina, what are you talking about?"
She picked up her pace until she reached a more secluded area.
"Oh my God! I totally get what you see in him! The moment I laid eyes on him, my fingers started itching! I wanted to sketch some draft right then and there!" Georgina’s voice rose in glee.
On the other end, Clyde sighed and brought a hand up to his face, pressing two fingers against the bridge of his nose. He stood near a sleek black car, just outside a regional branch of La Riviere.
After Jacklin and Dean left him in the dining room, Clyde had gotten ready to check on the operation nearby. It was a pure coincidence that this specific branch was so close to QC University. He had just wrapped up a short tour when Georgina’s name lit up on his phone.
"I am not following..." he muttered, feigning ignorance.
"Don’t play dumb! I’m talking about that silver-haired boy with the black-framed glasses! His name is Micah!"
Clyde paused. He knew Georgina was sharp but not to this extent. How did she figure it out?