“We are not reall-” she wanted to deny her friendship with this damsel that looked cute when he was blushing when he spoke up again.  “So aunty, can I come to live with you? I00 want to be a farmer in the future and we can live as one happy family with fresh food everyday,” he said and Gift forced herself to recover from her earlier shock as she digested his words.  “What about your parents?”  “My dad is out of the country for a business trip and my Stepmom always burns the food when she tries,” he shrugged and she looked away to hide her smile. “Isn't that-” just then a lady who looked to be in her late twenties pushed the door open and shouted, “dumb fatty, it's time to go home,” but then she noticed him in the group of others instead of sitting alone with his head down.  S

“Can we be your friends? My mom is a model.” “And mine is an international actress, so just stop hanging around that fatty!”  Olivia thought about how ridiculous their friendship proposal was when compared to Joseph's.  They had changed their spaces to become seatmates but Joseph had just gone out for a pee break when two of her classmates suddenly approached her wanting to be friends with her.  “I don't want to be friends with you,” she replied blandly.  “Look, we are so beautiful and our moms can invite your mom to their club too. How can you reject us, do you know who we are?” They were shocked by her outright proposal.  “I don't care about people who are conceited and can't be true to themselves, talkless of others,” she replied, still not bothering to take her eyes off h

  “You look stunning,” Zenith complimented as the couple got out of the car.  It was the weekend and they had arrived in front of the private mansion where they were going to be having dinner.  From the point that she agreed to come for the dinner till that point when they were standing beside each other, Zenith had put in a lot of effort into preparing her for that night.  From hiring a makeover company to hiring a lady from an elegant school, all to make sure that she was prepared and had all the confidence in the world to face the others.  “Nervous too,” she said as she linked her hand with his, just like they had practiced.  “You just be a good girl and stay by my side. This dinner is really important and remember, no one is your friend,” she nodded and smiled at him, suppressing her nervousness as

After picking out her dress and sneaking a peak at the tuxedo he was putting on, she had found a pair of couples rings to match as she was so into the act of being his date for those five days, but when she had confronted him with the idea, he had shunned it saying, “that thing is too much of a boundage,” mercilessly rejecting her proposal, but instead of her returning the rings in their cases, she had put them in her clutch instead, unable to part with them.  And her love for jewelries had made her slip on her own when she was bored at the beginning of the dinner. “She's here, she's here. The godmother is around.” They heard murmurs around and Zenith's face sharpened as his stance became lighter, ready to move in search of this ‘godmother’. The woman who was literally the backbone and the medium for him to upscale from the point he was currently at.  She

So until he left the hall, the people closer to him held their breath hoping it wasn't their death day.  Ruby Yu on the other hand smacked her lips together with a frown as she looked at Gift whose eyes were widened in shock.  “Poor you,” she pouted, “he has such a lousy temper, I can't believe I almost invited him for that ship cruise, you don't be too startled, how about we go receive some fresh air while you tell me about your sweet romance with this stoic man,” she said as she glared at Zenith again.  Zenith finally understood what was happening and he had his mouth open in both surprise and shock.  He would have never seen that coming, no matter the direction he was seeing it from.  A situation he had given up on was easily revived and given life by her. He looked at her as she nodded at Ruby Yu before mouthing softly, “