75 | Not a saint

“I thought Grandma Evelyn said that you should stay with me...” Diana muttered.

Alex interrupted her immediately, “I prefer lodging in a hotel than staying in an old house with three crazy women.”

“How dare you call my family crazy!” Diana exclaimed, eyeing him from his head to his toe, meanwhile, Alex insisted. “Just get out, I don't want to argue with you.”

Diana’s eyebrows got crossed at that statement, as she blew out her cheeks to calm herself, “I blame myself for trying to advise you to stop being arrogant! Goodness, I can't believe I wasted my precious time!”

Hastily, she walked out of the car and deliberately slammed the door shut in a noisy way.

Just then, she looked at her apartment, and swiftly walked towards it, while Alex watched her and muttered under his breath, “She is crazy.”

He glanced at her through the car window, then, he caught a bald man who swayed his hands sideways approaching Diana, as he held a bottle of alcohol in his hand.

The man looked drunk and Alex was
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