Married to my nemesis-Chapter 42: Who’s she? Who’s he?

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Chapter 42: Who’s she? Who’s he?

"I saw this girl dude, and she was so awesome, she looks like a pearl who wasn’t cheap at the market."

"So she’s expensive?"

"She’s more than that, she’s precious and definitely more beautiful."

"Oh, more than my sister."

"Hmm, you can say that," Zayn told Max casually, and somehow when those words got into her ears, she didn’t know what to do, she just wanted to erase his words.

Oh my, she just felt a bit suspicious and a bit worried because of those words.

But.

She didn’t want to get worried, she couldn’t take that worrisome behavior, especially not because of Zayn.

After all, he was a womanizer and a flirt so what was there to think?

She heavily laid her head on the chair head heaving a deep sigh in exhaustion.

"Do you feel alright?" Laurence questioned noticing the gloomy expression she wore, she turned to Laurence giving a small smile.

"Is nothing, it must be probably because of the stress from work that’s all."

Just when she explained to Laurence she received a notification from her phone as she raised it to take a look.

A dim smile crept on the corner of her lips reading it but she was quick to replace the expression and then she off her phone to take a rest.

"What notification was that?" Her mum questioned eagerly as Phoebe looked at her with stunned eyes.

"Mum, aren’t you a little curious about my stuff lately? Is nothing."

"Oh, I thought it must have been a message from that boy," she said teasingly.

And yes, it was from the same boy, how would she make her mother stop her teasing attitude?

The fact was that her mother was just so anticipated on knowing this boy but when she discovers that the mystery boy then what was she going to do?

Her mum can’t know the truth.

And she should stop making the untrue feel as though is the truth.

Zayn wasn’t her type and the message he sent to her, she cared less about the message.

When her eyes set on the message as she read the message Zayn sent, it was written.

"You seem to look dazzling, more like a pearl," Somehow the compliment made her feel content but it was only going to be better if she just faced the reality.

She was just being messed with by Zayn, probably he was looking for another prey to capture and then make her feel emotional so she could become his girlfriend, and then later he would dump her.

Boys play a cruel game of love and she wasn’t going to be a part of it.

She shut her eyes hoping the useless game of his stops.

Because now he was trying to get stuff out of her.

As she laid her head to rest, once again, she received another message from Zayn.

She checked.

"When I saw your eyes they were glittering with beauty I couldn’t help but wonder and ask myself again, was I staring at the stars or the moon?"

The compliment was nice but unfortunately for him, if she was going to grade how the comment made her feel butterflies then he was sadly going to have to try again.

Finally, she decided to text him so he could know her honorable reply to his compliments.

Meanwhile, Zayn was listening to Max’s words out from his gossip matter not until his phone vibrated since he received a notification.

A small smile of excitement appeared on his lips knowing Phoebe replied to his message and then he took a look.

"What do you think I am? I am Roberto Lane’s daughter, of course I know I’m beautiful after all is not the first time I’ve heard someone tell me, you’re beautiful, you look glorious, the moon or stars are no compare to you, many guys beg for me to accept their proposal and your words make no effect on me," with her remorseful and arrogant reply, Zayn didn’t know how to take it in, with a neutral look he stared at the message, his gaze unexpectedly had a cold look for some reasons and Max was able to feel that tension.

When he turned to look at Zayn who was not giving him a reply to his question, he saw the cause aura of he was feeling.

"What are you looking at? You look as though you’re on the verge of killing someone," Max stated consciously making Zayn realize the situation.

"Oh, is nothing," Zayn casually stated with a glint of pain mixed in his voice but then he gently moved his phone away so Max wouldn’t notice it was from his phone placing a smile on.

"Is nothing, is just something from the office."

"Oh okay," Max nodded and for the rest of the moment, there was silence as the guys were in thought.

"Oh yeah, Zayn about the contract, what about it?"

"Hm, I haven’t gotten the news yet. I’ll tell Phoebe once the decision is done."

"Okay."

The two remained silent once again.

"Max."

"Hmmm?"

"Phoebe, what does she like?"

Max frowned as Zayn further explained not to get him confused.

"Actually, I meant that because of last time, Phoebe and I didn’t go along and I just don’t want her to see me as someone who has the decision to her proposal but I want her to see me as someone who she could approach, in a friendly way when it comes to the business environment. Because the atmosphere of business kinda makes me feel worried and weird and if she addresses me professionally then I’ll feel awkward." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"I think you should stop trying to get to know her friendly, Phoebe has a guy already and if is about professional, you just have to get used to it because that’s the way she is, when it comes to business then she’s strict with it. Let’s say you get close to her then you’ll only tend to create havoc especially now that she has a boy she’s dating."

"What?"

"The guy seems to be into her and whenever she receives the gift he sends home, she has that excited look on her face."

"Do you know the guy?"

"How would I know? In fact, what’s it for you if you get to know him."

"No, no, that’s not what I’m saying, I just want to be sure if I’m hearing it right, your sister who has a harsh attitude is dating someone?"

"At first I didn’t want to believe it but I have no choice but I’m sure of something, the guy is also trying to sway his way to her heart and fortunately he’s doing it."

"Is he rich?"

"What are you saying? Phoebe knows her grade, she’s dating someone expensive, no wonder he sends her expensive things that make her flutter and she wouldn’t tell us who she’s dating. But she can’t deny the fact even if she wants to," and yes, Max’s exaggeration misinterpreted everything, even his words were misinterpreted.

But also, he was trying to get it to Zayn so he wouldn’t try to get close to Phoebe.

After all, it was his fault since he was the one bringing the topic of both of them to date each other.

And now, if Zayn knows then it would only help him from not embarrassing himself in front of Phoebe.

Meanwhile, the receiver of the words which were wrongly informed felt inwardly he was defeated and a bit furious about it.

Not because Phoebe was dating someone else but because he was late in getting Phoebe.

After all, the truth was that he wanted her that was why he was making advances to make her feel close to him.

And now, he has no choice since he was defeated by another person.

They arrived at the venue as the door was opened for Phoebe and Laurence, guards came in to secure them from the photographers, journalists, and the people that came around.

Phoebe had her silver mask on and a smile was plastered on her face while she waited for her mother to come out of the car.

Seconds and yet Laurence was still inside so she turned to take a glance at what was disputing her existence but then, she couldn’t help but growl seeing how reluctant her mother was in coming out.

"Mum," Phoebe said in a light gesture so the paparazzi would not take notice, and then without any choice, Laurence came out.

Stretching a hand for Laurence, she took Phoebe’s hand and then they took photos on the red carpet before they entered the venue.

Enim spotted them on their entry not because of the clothes they wore but because she was told by her men they had arrived since their names were seen on the signature greetings they had to write on a poster to greet Enim happy birthday before they entered the hall.

Laurence had to carefully pick her words so she could say a nice happy birthday, but she was sure to make a displeased attitude in her statement so she could assure Enim she wasn’t saying happy birthday out of love but happy birthday out of remorse.

After all, this was what she wanted.