CHAPTER 18

AMETHYST'S P.O.V

"Where are we going then?" I asked Aivan as he drove by. I just now asked after five minutes since he was driving.

"Tristen's condo," he replied sparingly and I just nodded.

"Condo? Don't they have a hotel? In fact, we just came from one of their branches. Why didn't he just check in there or so whatever?" I wondered.

"Maybe he has some 'private' reason," he said. He emphasized the word private.

I blinked because of this.

"So, shut that mouth or I will cover it using my own mouth." I immediately closed my mouth and looked down because of what he said. He's badly insane, darn.

But I'm just really curious.

"Just last." I couldn’t help myself after three minutes.

"Is it still theirs. I mean, do they still own his condo? A branch of them. You get it?" I looked at him because nothing. I'm just really curious.

"Yes, in fact he is the general manager of that outlet. And his parents are preparing him to be the next C.E.O of their whole company," he replied and I nodded