Chapter 36

Patricia yanked Lawrence hand off her body as she watched him snored away. A new wave of anger swept across her body.

Right after, she had allowed Lawrence made love to her, she served him a drink she had secretly drugged.

"How did I end up with such a loser?" Her face contorted with disgust.

"I have to do something fast." She got down from the bed placing Lawrence's hand on the pillow before dragging out a small section of the bed and unveiling a burner phone.

She typed, "Let's meet up tonight, the chronicles. 10pm." She deleted the message and turned it off, returning it back to it's position.

"I should've known when he took her side at the party, how dare she covet what is mine?" She ran her hands through her hair vigorously. "I've sacrificed way too much to get defeated this way. I won't let her win, never." she stumped her feet on the ground.

She got dressed up in black, a perfect colour that matched the night. She took out a blonde hair from her wigs and not forgetting her face