CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Grant might be evil everyday, but not when I'm in danger. He might just become my knight in shining armour-Muna.

MUNA

I went upstairs to the bathroom to retouch my make-up and also get some space from the never-ending smiling and small talk Grant and I had to engage in throughout the party.

Deciding to use the opportunity to pee, I got into one of the stalls, just as I was about to come out, I saw Grant walk in with Olivia.

"What is it that you have to say? Why must we speak in the bathroom?" He asked her.

"Are you for real?" She queried touching his chest fondly.

"What do you mean? I don't understand you?" He frowned, moving out of her reach.

"Are you seriously falling back into the trap of that witch?" She hissed.

"I hope you are not referring to my woman in such a manner? I do not appreciate your time, Olivia."

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I, she's a witch, she's so unfortunate. Everyone who's related or involved with her has ended up badly. Look at her father lying in the hospita