Chapter thirty six

Adrian shook his head and decided to take his mind off it.

“A lot has happened recently, so it shouldn’t be a surprise when I see weird things. But it ought not to come back.” He said to himself as he continued walking, aimlessly.

Thanks to hours that had passed by, the sun’s brightness was no longer having a disturbing effect on him.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? The male version of Cinderella, or what do I call you?” Regina spoke as he spotted him.

Adrian stiffened his face, and rolled his eyes, unwilling to feel ashamed. Her skin was glowing, and the bag she carried, along with the makeup she wore, made her look really outstanding.

“Why are you here? And what makes you call me that?” Adrian questioned, wondering if she knew something.

“There was no way she could know. I kept it from her that I am George Lawrence’s grandson.” He thought to himself as he looked away from her.

“Tch! You think anything can be hidden from the sun. No wonder you were acting so high on your hors