Chapter 119

"Why do you do that?" He tried to change the topic, but Cleo was not having it.

"Who was it, Ethan? Rhonda or Winnie?" She smirked, as she dropped the tray on the small table.

"None of your business. And actually, I don't think I have an appetite anymore." He mugged her off.

"You're such a child." She snorted.

"Whatever."

"Yeah, whatever. Go do your thing yourself. See if I care?" She sulked, turning around.

"The food?" He called.

"I don't care!" She yelled, slamming the door.

Elijah chuckled as he listened to her retreating steps. She was such a drama queen. He was so sorry for his friend, Tobias. The poor man was hopelessly attracted to a handful.

He shook his head, his eyes returning to his phone. Only five minutes had passed. He was beginning to feel restless.

He didn't know if starting with his former house was the best option. What if the new occupants weren't cooperative?

"Then you buy the house." He heard a voice in his head say

Shrugging it off, he rose to his feet. Where did
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