After alighting from the car, Nathaniel’s gentlemanly side disappeared. He dragged me into the house and chucked me onto the sofa unceremoniously.
“Ouch!” I hissed in pain. On the way here, I had regained my senses and was extra sensitive to pain now. Frowning, I held my arm that was tingling in pain from the harsh drop.
Seeing my reaction, Nathaniel furrowed his brows. It seemed like he was on the verge of exploding in anger.
I sat up and returned his glare so he’d know I was still the prickly hedgehog who wouldn’t cower in fear even if he treated me rudely.
After a brief stalemate, Nathaniel suddenly picked up a stack of magazines nearby and hurled them in my direction.
The sheets fluttered in the wind and landed all around me in a harmless manner.
I looked down and saw the cover page instantly. The photo displayed the scene of me breaking into Rebecca’s house, where the four of us exchanged awkward looks. It was an extremely embarrassing photo.
The paparazzi gave it an eye-catching headline—A foursome in the upper-class society – how would you fare?
I smirked at the sight of that. The paparazzi sure were efficient enough to publish the article in such a short time.
“I can’t believe that you can still smile,” came Nathaniel’s icy sneer.
I gathered my thoughts before picking up a magazine. Gazing at the clearest photo available, I joked, “I look nice here.”
“The article sure is interesting,” Nathaniel added.
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