Just Get Out!

"Whatever you say Stella, if it's this school you want for them then so be it. I have already sent you some money in you some money in your account and you'll go shopping with them tomorrow" Davis sighed and dragged his laptop back to his side while Stella kept staring at him.

Feeling her gaze on him, he asked her why she was staring at him that way and she replied. "Who told you my account number, how did you know it?" She asked with her gaze stuck on him.

Davis fingers froze on his keyboard, he stared at her and blinked twice not knowing how to reply.

"I asked you a question?" Stella was starting to get angry and Davis closed his laptop. He leaned a bit closer to her and she moved back.

"So what if I don't tell you, will you slap me?" He asked.

"I just want to know, I didn't remember telling you my account number" Stella muttered.

Davis sighed and leaned back on his chair before starting to talk. "I got it from your ex boss, Landon. That time when that incident at the club happened.