Right at that moment—
Vivienne Lexton rolled down the car window, taking advantage of the chassis spinning with the momentum of the drift...
"Blegh!"
She threw up.
The watery sick sprayed through the air, caught by the momentum of the drift, splattering heavily against the obsidian-like gleam of the Lamborghini.
"Huh? What was that sound? Is it raining?"
Kael Kenyon hadn't realized the severity of the situation until he turned his head. Staring at the yellowish-white liquid sliding down his driver-side window, his face drained of color.
"Ugh! Blegh! Ugh!"
On the other side, Vivienne's nausea was completely out of control. In the span of a single drift, Kael's side window was entirely plastered in her vomit.
The deafening sound of burning rubber echoed through the entire parking garage.
Kael gripped the steering wheel, looking visibly green.
Knowing things had gone disastrously wrong, Preston Everhart's expression darkened as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "Wait for me to get out."
Kael clamped a hand over his mouth. "Sorry, Preston, I can't hold it! Ugh!!!"
The scene was too gruesome to describe. Preston turned, pushed the door open, and bailed out of the car.
Meanwhile, thanks to Vivienne's divinely timed projectile vomiting, Julian Ravenshire successfully snatched the parking space. Having emptied her stomach, Vivienne felt incredibly refreshed. The second the car parked, she pushed the door open, stepped out, and headed straight for the direct elevator without looking back.
"Vivi?!"
Julian finally realized he had driven right past her. He quickly got out to chase her down, but Kael shoved his door open, marched over, and grabbed Julian by the collar.
The 'Is Julian Ravenshire Secretly Gay?' Post.
The post didn't go viral just because of the clickbait title, but because of the two male leads in the attached photo.
Kael had his arm wrapped tightly around Julian's neck, exuding total dominance. His gaze was aggressive, and the sexual tension in the shot was completely off the charts.
Preston had barely walked into the classroom when a close friend shoved the phone in his face to gossip.
"Preston, is this for real? Who's top and who's bottom?"
Preston took the phone, skimmed it, and let out a sudden laugh. If he hadn't seen the whole thing with his own eyes, he almost would have believed it. Whoever took the photo was an absolute master at taking things out of context.
"What are you laughing at, Preston? Is it actually true?"
Someone else chimed in, "I bet it's true. It says anonymous, but it's basically a self-report. Kael doesn't have a sister, and Julian only has three. The only one arrogant enough to expose him like this is that little lunatic from the Ravenshire family."

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