“Come here and squeeze in with me!”
Noticing that there was no space left in the car, Adaline squeezed herself inward.
“The car is overloaded, Ada. He won’t fit,” said Stella.
“She’s right. It’s packed in here. Let’s not bring along the deadbeat, shall we?” said one of the women.
Adaline pursed her lips. In truth, she felt upset to hear her friends criticizing Adrian in this manner. However, she could not chastise them because her status was inferior to theirs.
The driver, Kevan, said to Adrian, “You aren’t going to fit. Sorry, but we have to leave you behind.”
“It’s fine, I’ll walk. Which hotel are you going to?” said Adrian.
“Hahaha!” Kevan and the others burst out laughing. “Sure, you can walk then. I’d like to see which is faster—your legs or my car! See you at Swallowston Hotel!”
Kevan started the engine.
Adaline suddenly tossed fifteen dollars from the window just as the car sped off. “Get yourself a cab and go home! Don’t come! They’re going to make you the laughing stock!”
Adrian smiled bitterly. He bent over and picked up the money from the floor, shaking his head in frustration. In truth, Adaline cared for him and pitied him. However, in light of her personality, she refused to show her true emotions.
Adrian pocketed the money and walked to Swallowston Hotel.
***
Swallowston Hotel belonged to Donald Kushner, the richest man in Swallowston’s business field. It was listed as a company of the Kushner Group.
Donald was also the chairman and president of the Kushner Group. One could describe the Kushner Group as the biggest company in Swallowston while the richest man, Donald, owned companies in various fields including entertainment, hotel, and many others.
Twenty minutes later, Kevan and his friends arrived at the entrance of Swallowston Hotel in their cars. More than twenty people got out in succession.
Stella held Kevan’s hand and said with a smile on her face, “Didn’t the deadbeat claim that he’s coming too? Where is he now?”
“Hah-hah, I figured he’d get left behind,” said someone while laughing.
Adaline felt upset upon hearing that but she kept quiet. She followed Kevan and the others into the hotel when someone suddenly gasped in astonishment and said, “F*ck! When did this guy get here?!”
The group was stunned. They saw Adrian sitting in the lobby of the hotel sipping coffee.
They were dumbfounded.
‘When did this guy get here?’
‘How did he get here faster than a car by walking?’
Adaline was astounded too and said, “How did you get here, Adrian?”
Adrian stood up and said, “I hitched a ride.”
“F*ck, you’re quite lucky huh. All right then. Join us since you’re here.” Kevan waved dismissively and behaved as if he was magnanimous.
Adaline was relieved but she glared at Adrian at the same time. “Don’t speak while we’re there.”
Adrian nodded to express his understanding.
***
A private room had already been reserved in the restaurant.
Kevan wrapped his arm around Stella and arrived at the private room with the group.
They sat down around the table.
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