CHAPTER 24 - AGREEMENT WITH THE DEVIL

IF THEIR stares could kill, I might have been dead right now in front of them. Dylan just looked at me while he was with the lady earlier who hung on him like a lizard.

Meanwhile, Dylan stared at me with a look of confusion sketched across his face. He must have been asking me, "What am I doing here in his office?" He might be thinking that I just got lost in his office by accident, since the very last thing that I want from him is to accept his TRO and get lost.

Our staring contest was not long enough because I avoided his deadly gaze.

"Dylan, why would you ask why a janitress’ here? Isn't it obvious? Her job is to clean!" This lady dramatically said it and faced Dylan.

"Excuse me, but what janitress are you talking about, Rachelle?" Dylan asked her back, still confused by what was happening.

"What? OMG! Don't give me that look, Dylan!" This flirty bitch told Dylan and faced me with raised brows. She even crossed her arms over me as if I wasn’t supposed to be here. "My God, Dylan