Chapter 280
Elena
She meant nothing to me. I saw her as my little social experiment and chose to interact with someone below my status. She is immature, naive, her personality is average, and so are her looks so-
“Man, I should’ve just punched him in the face when I had the chance to,” I complained as I almost ripped the dress from my body. What an odd thing to say when I was the one who had walked out on him.
“So he’s the one who so desperately wanted to meet up with me, and now I’m the issue?” I murmured, confused. He didn’t even seem to regret those hateful words because he had walked away right after.
Even when we were taking the pictures, he did not have the guts to look at me-and I knew that was what I wanted, but I wouldn’t take this slander. Whether he was in the cartel or not.
He made me look ridiculous, desperate, pathetic-while he was the real issue. It was time to stop asking myself why I cared because I finally had my answer. I cared because he put my reputation on the line. What would Tiago and Anya think of me?
“You know what? Fuck it. I’m just going to do it!” I decided. All I had to do was ask him why he would badmouth me after all the conversations we had once shared. Average looks? Yes, I’ve been called immature, stupid and naive, but no one in my entire life has ever called me average, so what were his -standards?
“Lena, who are you talking to?” Rona asked. She was so kind enough to follow me to the dressing room so that I could change back into my uncomfortable dress. Even though the clothing was uncomfortable, it made me feel better than the bridesmaids’ dress.
“I’m not talking to anyone, come and zip me up!”
Rona entered the tiny space and helped me with my dress. “So, what did you think of the brother? He is cute, isn’t he?” She commented. “I caught him staring at you a few times.”
“Oh, really?” I chuckled. I couldn’t put two and two together because I had a lot on my mind-but what was Rona’s excuse?
“Did you get his name?” She continued. I ignored her question.
“I have something interesting to tell you, but I’ll tell you when we get home.”
After a lot of debating, I decided it was best to keep my mouth shut and do my job. Rona needed me. We needed the money for the bar-and I could unfortunately not bail on her. It was also a good excuse to address Marvin as I was hungry to get to the bottom of his disgusting words.
“Rona, do you think I look average?” I asked for her opinion. At least hers mattered to me.
“No, you’re above average at least,” She agreed with me. So I wasn’t crazy. That was all I needed to know. “Why, did someone said you’re ugly?”
“Ugly?” I scoffed. “Come on, let’s get to work.”
After fixing my hair, we went straight to the reception hall to prepare for the feast. I had already been way more involved than expected, and it was time to get to work. What would Alex and dad be doing right now? Were they still around, or did they head home after seeing the army of security?
The place was heavily protected, which made me believe that no one could break in-even if they wanted to.These Castillo’s were clearly prepared for anything.
It wasn’t long before the sun had set, and the reception hall was in a full party mode. I didn’t even get the opportunity to keep an eye on Marvin as all of the drinks were in demand. “It’s a shame we can’t party, but we’re doing good, aren’t we?” Rona pulled me into a side-hug. “And it’s all because of
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