Chapter 80 - 81 Ghost from the Past
I didn’t even glance at her.
Just kept shovelling spicy chicken over rice into my mouth.
Serenna dropped herself into the seat opposite mine and dumped her shopping bags onto the floor.
She huffed. ‘Not gonna talk? Last time we saw each other, you slapped me and ripped out a chunk of my hair. It still hasn’t grown back, by the way. You’ve got some nerve not showing up to apologise. Now you’re blanking me like I don’t exist. Ever heard of basic manners?’
‘Manners? You’re the one who sat down without an invitation, is currently spraying spit all over my jerk chicken, and occupying a seat an actual paying customer might want. So unless you’re planning to order something, eat it, and shut up, I suggest you find the nearest exit and flounce right back out.’
Her mouth opened, then closed.
She choked on her own comeback for a second, probably trying to decide if she should scream or sulk.
Then her face lit up with petty delight.
‘I just figured you might want some company,’ she said, voice syrupy with fake sympathy. ‘I heard the Grangers pulled back all their wedding invites. After you chased Rhys around like a loyal golden retriever for years, he’s finally tossed you. Poor Mira.’
She clicked her tongue. ‘What now? Aunt Caroline said you’re even cutting ties with your family. So if no man wants you, and your family’s out, what are you gonna do—live under a bridge?’
I gave her a cold smile. ‘Wow. Everything out your mouth starts and ends with men. Can’t survive without a dick in your orbit? I’m actually curious to see what kind of prince charming ends up stuck with you. You had a crush on Rhys, didn’t you? Well, now’s your chance. Just a heads-up, though, Catherine is in the picture now. You’ll have to fight her for him.’
‘I so don’t like him anymore,’ she denied. ‘He’s a total player. I’d never go for someone like that.’