I wondered who sent this to me.Was it a trap or genuine help?
"Come on!I'll take you to a bar to relax.Luckily,I hadn't started drinking yet.We'll definitely have a blast!"
Piper's words didn't register as my mind was still racing.I had called Collins earlier,and he denied being the one who sent me the recording.
Then who was it?It obviously wasn't Clayton either.He'd rather go to prison than help me.So,who was this anonymous helper?
Ahh!!This was driving me crazy!
Piper interrupted my thoughts.
"Hey!!No more thinking!Let's go!"
She dragged me to the bar,where two male models were waiting and pushed them towards me.
"Isn't he handsome?Take one on each arm and let's rile Clayton!"
I rolled my eyes."You can't be serious.I don't need to rile him up.I'm done with him."
We both laughed,getting into the mood of the bar.
Just then,Layla's shrill voice pierced the air.I looked in the direction of the voice and saw then waltzing towards us—Clayton and Layla.
Layla sneered,her nose flaring up,."Miss Riley,enjoying yourself after losing your job?I can see that you're not afraid of Spencer Corporation,right?You sellout!"
I smiled nonchalantly,ignoring Clayton's intense stare.