Chapter 149: A Disguise Disaster: Don’t Drop a Boob in Public
Micah moved through the crowd, heart pounding in his chest. His fingers clutched the strap of his bag tightly, and his eyes darted around, scanning for any place to hide.
He didn’t dare look back. The small gasp and complaining from behind showed the man was still following him like a maniac.
Micah quickened his pace, trying hard to put space between himself and the man tailing him. But his damn white wig was more like a glaring sign than a disguise now. It stood out too much. His stupid idea to go with the white wig... why hadn’t he at least used some black spray on it or something?
His breath hitched as he noticed the guests were glancing his way.
Micah’s mind raced. He needed to go somewhere that man could not follow. Like women’s restroom or something. His gaze browsed his surroundings, but he couldn’t find it. He cursed and walked toward the elevators.
When the crowd thinned, a voice called out behind him.
"Wait!"
Micah flinched.
"I want just to ask a question," the man added.
Micah didn’t slow down. Like hell, he was going to believe that. Just a question? After how intense the guy had been the last time? Micah was terrified this Alex Ford might go as far as torture him just to get information. From the text messages, it was evident that the man had developed some kind of obsession with him.
If he still looked like some random girl with no connection to himself, like that day at the Royal Hotel, he wouldn’t have minded chatting with the man for a bit. Maybe even teased him.