CHAPTER 20

My eyes grew heavy as the fancy car drove through the big iron gates of my house. We drove under the shade of old trees lining the driveway. I felt exhausted after a day of crazy accusations and unexpected help.

Next to me, Charles was typing quickly on his phone, probably trying to fix things so the newspapers wouldn't write bad stories about me and NexGen. We stopped in front of the big white entrance, and I sighed.

I knew I had to deal with a lot of meetings in the next few days, and I didn't like it. My dad would also be very angry, even though I did nothing wrong. Maybe I should go to the beach for a while, until the lawyers clear my name.

Charles got out of the car first and looked around carefully. Then, he opened the door for me and helped me out.

I let him help me, even though I was tired and didn't care what the gossip magazines would say about him coming to my house.

We started walking up the stairs to the house, and Charles said sorry. "I know I acted very protective today