All Chapters of Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend : Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

TIFFANYMy first day at work. What was the best way to describe it.Surprising? Different? No. Eye-opening. Eye-opening was definitely the right word for it. If you'd told me three weeks ago tthat I'd be working at one of the most renowned company's in the city, and after that, Theo Campbell would be driving me home… I'd have called you crazy.But, right now, I'd be lying if I said I wanted to be in here.Theo didn’t take me straight home after work.He took the longer route, the one with fewer lights and more room to pretend silence was comfortable. The city slid by in clean streaks of gold and brake-red. His hands stayed steady on the wheel. Mine stayed in my lap because if I folded my arms he would know exactly how hard I was working not to start something.I had been fine for most of the day.That was the lie I kept offering myself.Fine through the desk work. Fine through the messages. Fine through every polished corridor that smelled like money and other people’s access. The s

MASON“Huh,” she finally broke the silence after what felt like hours of waiting. “I want to say I’m surprised, but I’m really not.”“Great.” I adjusted my posture on the leather seat. “We can get straight to the point then.”“We both know it’s not that simple.” She leaned back against the door and it shut with a light click. “Straightforward, but not simple.”The purple-haired newlywed strutted toward the large round table with a patient air, then tossed a folder toward me before she’d even neared my seat.It landed with a soft thud, and emboldened on the cover page was the headline:**[Partnership Proposal.]**“Now, what on earth would an investor like yourself be doing all the way here? Sticking his nose into Lang Corp business?” Sabrina said.“The same thing you and your husband did when you bought shares at Northline,” I easily answered. “Can a businessman not choose to spread his wings as he likes?”Neither shock nor confusion flickered across her face. She wasn’t surprised I kn

ADRIAN You know, I was starting to think this whole New York thing was a humiliation ritual intentionally designed to break me.Maybe Max and Brian did know what they were doing when they chose using me instead of killing me after all. But this was one of the few times I wish Max had put a bullet through my head instead of dragging me down here.“Hi. You're Adrian, right? Max's younger brother?” Some giddy redhead asked beside me. Tsk. It was barely ten in the morning and I could almost guarantee I'd been asked that question more than a dozen times. “Who's asking?”“I'm Flora” she stuck out a hand, “I work on the Campus' Gossip blog, and well, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but you've become pretty much a trending topic on your first day at college.”Andddd the embarrassment carries on. It wasn't just my first day at NYU.It was the first time I'd shown my face in public after putting up an abysmal performance just moments before the Summer Tournament was scrapped.Today also m

JULIAThat asshole!Of all campuses to be on. Of all courses to major in. Of all classes to attend!!Why did he have to end up in mine?!I marched down the hallway with the kind of annoyance that made it look like I had a grudge against the floors.Legs pounding. Arms swinging. Brows knit so closely together the expression itself hurt.But the deeper into the moving faces I went, the more audible a strikingly familiar voice got.“Jules? Jules, wait up. Jules!”Jules? Who the fuck was Jules?I turned back slightly, more in curiosity than anything else, and noticed the redhead flagging me down.“Jules. Please hold on a sec.”Jules? I was Jules??“Hi,” she said, hands on her knees as she caught her breath.“Um. Hi.” I glanced past her at the path she took down here. “Did you… sprint all the way here?”“Sort of?” she answered. “My name’s Flora. We have the same classes? Criminology?”“Huh. Doesn’t really ring a—”“Miss Aubrey called me out in class today. Adrian and I, actually.”

JULIAWhat the fuck was he doing here?Scratch that. What the fuck was I still doing here?“You know, I think I’m gonna—”“Sit.” Aisha stabbed me back into my seat.I’d only just met her, but it was pretty clear she and Flora were fruits off the same tree of persistence.Only she was a lot more… dogged.“The game’s about to start. It’d be a little rude to leave now,” she added.I turned slightly to Flora beside me, about to hit her with *help me* eyes, when Aisha said one last thing before the umpire reached the center of the ice.“So… how do you know Adrian?”The air in my lungs closed up.I shot her a look that was half *how did you know?* and half *I have no idea what you’re talking about.* The former won.I turned back to Flora, unimpressed, and she raised both arms in innocence.“I didn’t tell her anything. I swear.”“Hmm?” Aisha glanced back toward us, interest clear in her dark eyes. “So you do know him?” she asked. “I was just going off how your entire body language changed wh