Keith was twirling his wine glass between his fingers, watching the liquid swirl according to the movement. He peeped up from the glass and his gaze met with Camila, who was looking at him with a pleading look that begged for him to save her from her peril. By her peril, he actually meant the group of women she was in a conversation with. It turned out his girlfriend was much more popular than he was, which had nothing to do with himself but everything to do with the fact that she was the only invited female for this year's annual auction. He wiggled a brow at her in mockery, the corner of his lips twitching a little. A group of ladies had come for Camila a while ago and his girlfriend did not seem to be enjoying the conversation as much as the other women were, and although the look on Camila's face made it obvious of her discomfort, the other women did not seem to notice.He sipped from his glass of wine, contemplating if he should save Camila from her torture or just let her be, i
“Since you like this space so much, then my girlfriend and I will be taking our leave.”Keith said as politely as he could force out, stopping Camila from speaking. He didn't want Camila making a scene that would do her more harm than it did to these old bitches who had nothing to their name except their horrible attitudes, meanwhile, Camila had a lot to consider and this was the worst possible place for her to snap out of anger or out of character. He growled softly when he glanced over his shoulder to see Camila had big moved an inch and was still involved in an eye lock with the woman but her lips were stretched into a smile that sent chills down Keith's spine_ and it seemed like the same thing for the women because their stubborn and confident demeanor has now shifted into something more uncertain and confused. The woman with the bright lipstick was the first to rush off and it was not long before the other two followed, half walking and half running, but it seemed more like runn
Sheila held her head up high, enjoying as every attention was now focused on her, the flashes from the cameras angled at her. She felt stunning, in fact, she felt like a goddess and it had everything to do with the man standing firmly beside her. If anyone had told Sheila she would be bagging a lot of gold at the end of a rainbow as soon as she had an epic fall, she would never believe but what was of great importance was that she did manage to claim the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. She eyed the piece of trash standing beside Keith as she got on her tiptoes to place a kiss on his lips. Damn, she hated this bitch, she was such a showoff, it was obvious the trash knew she was watching them and was putting on a show. Sheila's eyes trailed down the bitch body taking in the ugly red dress she was putting on that could definitely not compare with the bright gold mermaid silhouette dress she was putting on. It had been quite expensive and sponsored by her beloved pot of gold_ excu
Sheila watched as Abraham walked away to approach a group of men that matched his social status. She scrunched her face, moving away from the entrance and into the hall fully. Her eyes wandered back to where Keith was standing with his bitch both involved in a conversation, she rolled her eyes watching as Keith flagged down the waiter, and from the looks of it seemed like the waiter was getting chastised about something. She clenched her fingers on her purse and then swung her hair to the back before she began heading towards them, it was about time she rubbed it on Keith's face how great she had become once again. It was not long before Keith realized Sheila was heading in his direction with a dubious smirk on her face. He had seen the tense moment between her and her date, Abraham Connor a few moments earlier, which had gone far to fuel his curiosity about the type of relationship between the two of them. How did they even meet? And according to the media, the two were confirmed da
Camila frowned with displease, “I am not your dear and neither do I ever wish to be one, but if you are thinking that because you are dressed fancy that it changes anything then you are much more funny and dumb than I thought, my dear Hockings,” she added that last part of the sentence in mockery of Sheila's former statement.Keith mentally palmed himself, crying silently as he watched the interaction between his ex-girlfriend and current girlfriend. He was standing right beside Camila and yet it seemed like she was unstoppable. She had already broken two of his rules, but at least it was better that she had not lost her temper yet. He wrapped his arm around Camila's waist and drew her to him despite her struggling. He was not going to let his woman destroy her future over some bitch that was not worth the risk. He studied Sheila's face now that she was standing close to him and he had to raise a brow at the number of layers of makeup on her face. It was like he was staring at Barbie
Sheila looked around in awe, taking in the sight of each expensive looking antique and the well laid out arrangement of each of them. She felt beyond worthy to be seeing such exquisite details and objects, now she understood better why it was only the few selected that were able to behold the sight. But that got Sheila thinking about how she had never gotten invited to the annual auction despite her wealth_ well more like her family's wealth but it also belonged to her. It felt like a disgrace now that she thought about it, she had never given any thought to attending the annual auction ever because she did not take it as such an important event but now she has realized that she had been so wrong. She caught sight of Keith with his bitch straight ahead, both admiring something probably stupid and stylishly cheap, neither of them seeming to notice her presence yet. “If you keep staring at them like that, Sheila then the world will know you are interested in boring holes into them,” A
Camila shrugged, “I was like every average kid, Keith.”Keith shook his head almost immediately, but before he could speak a small echoing sound stopped him. “Attention ladies and gentlemen,” a booming voice caused all attention to move towards the tall, bald man dressed in a tuxedo and holding a microphone with a polite smile on his face.Camila got on her tiptoe, leaning closer to whisper to Keith, “Now it's about to get fun. That man was also the host of last year's auction, and his voice is soothing and captivating.”Keith scrunched his face in disapproval, eyeing the tall man. “Since you said that then I do not like the man.”Camila smacked his arm, “Childish.”“The main event is about to begin, please stand still as the chaperones are going to lead you to your seats,” the tall man said.With a clap of the tall man's hands, a group of people entered through the doors all dressed in white shirts and black trousers, all approaching specific guests Keith took it as each chaperone h
Sheila couldn't take her eyes off Keith and his bitch no matter how hard she tried, what was so interesting that got them laughing and excited? It was like their conversation with her had never happened. She felt angry at how happy they seemed, she wished them suffering and pain and nothing more, if only she had a gun and could turn invincible, or maybe she would not have to take any fall then would she shoot both of them dead, but there was so much risk with that so she would have somebody else do the dirty work for her and save her all the stress. She couldn't wait to get back her stability and control then she could focus on getting back at Keith and ruining his life as he did with hers. Finally forcing herself she took her gaze off Keith to look at Abraham who was indulged in whatever he was doing on his tab, his fingers tapping gracefully on the screen. Even if Sheila was angry she had to admit that Abraham was such a graceful man, he carried himself like he had no stress and lik