My phone buzzed in my pocket.
[Hey Christian. Can we talk in private? I have an update on Karl's court case.]
I read Zach's message and looked at the time.
I still have time before the event begins.
My eyes traveled to the opposite side of the room, where Leslie was happily chatting with that blonde friend of hers. It was my first time meeting the man, but I already hated him. I hated how he could make Leslie laugh like that.
[Yeah. Meet me in my room. #714]
"Wow, look at her dress. It doesn't suit her at all. What was she thinking?" Morgan sneered, staring at a pretty-looking lady in the distance. She was wearing a silver dress that slightly resembled the one Morgan was wearing, but it was different enough that you could tell them apart at first glance.
"I think she looks fine," I said, shrugging my shoulders. If I had to be honest, no one here compared to Leslie's beauty. Beside her, the rest of the beautifully dressed women all looked the same to me.
