Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Later, I’d say I fled in utter disarray—and I was probably the first person to “escape” from their own home.

It was like there was a man-eating monster chasing me. I didn’t even have time to put on makeup before rushing to the company. Luckily, I could just throw on a hat and mask—problem solved.

“What?! You slept with Adrian Foster?!”

Vivian Grant gasped when I told her what happened.

I quickly grabbed her hand and told her to keep her voice down. This was not something to shout about—even in the corner, I was terrified someone might overhear.

After all, I’d still had a boyfriend just the day before! If word got out, rumors about me would spread like wildfire.

“So does that mean Adrian Foster isn’t… y’know… that way?” Vivian Grant leaned in, her perfectly made-up face twisted into a mischievous grin. Her desire to hear the gossip was written all over her face.

“No! No! How are you even focused on that right now?!” I was so exasperated I wanted to laugh. This woman’s thought process was really something else.

“Why not? Adrian Foster is so hot—if he were a woman, he’d probably be prettier than me. You slept with him, Anna—you scored big!”

Vivian Grant rambled excitedly, like she was the one who’d taken a fancy to Adrian Foster.

“You don’t get it, Vivi. I’ve always thought I could end up with anyone—anyone except Adrian Foster. He’s the one person I’ve wanted to punch since we were kids! The rotten things he did to me still make my teeth itch!”

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. How did I end up sleeping with my arch-nemesis?! Now I had no idea how to face that annoying guy.

I yanked off my hat in frustration and ran my hands through my hair.

“It’s not your fault—blame that scumbag ex of yours.” Vivian Grant took a sip of water and said it so casually, like it was no big deal.

That scumbag!

If it weren’t for him, I would’ve never slept with Adrian Foster!