h4Chapter 245: Him And Her, Together?/h4

    (Author’s POV)

    "What’s going on between you two? Why was Wendy acting like unusual," Myra insisted.

    Yelena started walking as shemented, trying to dismiss the topic, "It’s nothing. Your sister was just being a tad bit dramatic that’s all. Don’t mind."

    "Say it, Yel. What were you and Wendy talking about?" Myra didn’t back down.

    Yelena sighed, pursing her lips she cursed internally and started, her tone casual as she started, "Nothing much. It just that, Wendy and I saw Fabian on our way to the campus~ ..."

    Myra made a weird face and said, "And~?"

    "He was driving his car and there was a~....." Yelena paused and looked at Myra. Myra waited, not letting the matter go, as Yelena continued, her tone slightly off, "~there was girl sitting beside him."

    The weird look turned into a puzzling one, as Myra pressed further, "And~ ....? What of it? Maybe it’s his cousin or friend. Big deal."

    "Arghhh~ okay ... that girl .... she was getting all handsy with him, giggling and cozying up in the passenger seat. I could tell she was trying to flirt and sweet talking with him. Even at one point, she was so close to Fabian ...... that both her bosoms were touching his arms. Not just a slight brush, but intentional pressing. Are you getting what I am saying?" Yelena finally let the cat out of her bag, she sounded disapproving, even a bit irritated. "Although, I couldn’t see her face clearly ... but her strikingly gorgeous cherry curls and ample boobs were enough to tell the whole story. So~ ...... she is definitely not his sister or cousin."

    ’Cherry hair?’ Myra thought of Elisa Queens instantly as the description Yelena gave was uncannily simr to that girl she saw yesterday.

    "Hey~ Myra, where are you lost to, huhh? I asked you something. Can you believe this," Yelena snapped her fingers in front of Myra to bring back her from her thoughts.

    "Ugh~ ...... nothing. I mean, if that girl isn’t his sister or a cousin, ’ording to your vivid description’, then maybe she is his friend, or she can be his girlfriend as well. Who knows," Myramented casually.

    "Ain’t no way she is his girlfriend, uhh~hhh. I can’t phantom the fact. She wasn’t even his type, nahh," Yelena was quick on the uptake as she grimaced in an over the top manner.

    "And why do you think so? Why are you so confident about that? How do even know his type," Myra questioned as she chuckled at her friend’s conclusive words.

    ’Ohh my silly girl, Myra Miracle ..... you make me speechless sometimes. How can you be so oblivious about something even Wendy can see. Why do you have to be so dense when ites to these types of matter, hmm, Myra? It is because that guy, Fabian, is head over heels for you. So, how can he have a girlfriend? She ain’t even the side chick. Just a housefly, a mosquito, aiming to suck his blood, nothing else,’ Yelena muttered inside her head.

    Then she stated, "I~ ...... just know. We are his friends after all. And if she really was someone so important, Fabian would have mentioned about her, even if it was in passing. Don’t you think so?"

    Myra thought for a while and answered, while adjusting her bag’s strip, "You have got a point there. Or maybe he just doesn’t like disclosing his personal affairs to anyone. Who knows? Anyway, why are we even discussing his personal affair so discreetly." Then she added, "Is this why Wendy was behaving nervously?"

    "Ahh~ haa, yeah! That’s right," Yelena confirmed. ’Because your sister sees Fabian as her potential brother inw, silly~ billy.’

    "Ohhoo~ ... sometimes Wendy thinks way too much. Fabian will tell when he isfortable. Anyways, don’t you have sses? Why are you roaming around with me?" Myra asked as they headed aimlessly.

    "Got only one today. It is about forty five minutes from now on," Yelena stated. "You know, I hardly know anyone here other than you so~ ....."

    "Ohhh please, you .... the social butterfly of Damona’s Orford School, is saying such an absurd thing," Myra rolled her eyes. "Don’t make meugh."

    "No~ ..... seriously. Everyone here, is just, too shy to my liking. Not matching my vibe," Yelena muttered. "And the few I talk to, they said they won’t be attending today. So, right now, I am going to leech off of your time," sticking her tongue out, Yelena said this yfully. "Can’t I, umm~ ... hmmmm~?"

    Myra exhaled an exaggerated breath, teasing Yelena, "What option do I even have, huhh?"

    They both strolled and talked about absolute nonsense, teasing each other, "I am serious. Nigel has a strong talent for pissing people off. And my god, how can he be so consistent in throwing shade at me," Myra mumbled as she told Yelena about the incident from ss.

    "Some people, their food won’t digest if they don’t bully others, they can only do crass moves. Next time, when he tries to say anything to you, call me, I will teach him a lesson, he will remember his whole life," Yelena got all fired up. "My fist alone will set him straight."

    "Yeah, yeah. Ms. Boxer, just don’t knock out his teeth ...." Myra chimed in.

    As they reached near the artificialke within the university, Yelena yanked Myra towards her as they both hid behind a tree trunk.

    Myra was startled and was about to say something but Yelena covered her mouth just in time and signaled her with a finger on her lips, "Ssshhhh~"

    Myra asked while whispering, "Why did you pull me like that? What happen?"

    "I think, I saw Fabian," Yelena mumbled under her breath. ab

    "But why are we hiding from him?" Myra inquired, her voice barely above a whisper as she held onto her mouth.

    "He is~ ... he is with the same girl I told you earlier," Yelena spoke in hushed tone.

    They both peeked a little in the direction as to get a clear picture. Surely enough, Fabian was there with Elisa as they seemed to be talking ambiguously.

    Myra’s eyes widened when she saw Elisa with Fabian, ’She is the new transfer student. How can this be such a coincidence?’

    Yelena mumbled, "Did you see that? She is being all over him."

    From where they stood, they could clearly see Elisa’s face, with a seductive smile gracing her lips. She was leaning towards Fabian, whispering something in his ears. As for the other involved party, his back was to them so they couldn’t tell what expression Fabian was making.

    "Let us go and ask him directly," Yelena stated. "I also want to know who is she to him."

    Yelena was about to pounce on them but Myra held her back, "Don’t be ridiculous, Yel. We can talk to him in private. We are within the campus building, you know what might happen. People here are way too chatty, let’s not put ourselves and Fabian in difficult position."

    Myra knew pretty well just how people talked about her behind her back. They made all sorts of absurd stories about her origin and even included Fabian in their gossip, which might have tarnished his reputation as well. So, she tried to keep her distance from Fabian within main campus.

    And if Yelena goes there and talks to him right now, the situation will only escte. She was too worked up for having a normal chat and it will impact Yelena’s reputation too. Myra didn’t wanted that to happen. So, she held onto Yelena firmly.

    On the other hand, Elisa could clearly see Myra and ’her minion’, hidden behind the trunk. She intentionally got close to Fabian as she whispered near his ear, "Don’t you think, we can consider having a meeting with them in the main mansion? Why did you insist on having the meeting in a hotel?"

    Fabian, who was in his work mode, replied curtly, "The main house is the residence of the King. A neutral venue would be much more urate for such a high profile meeting."

    She touched his arm and said, "Ohh~ .... You are right. I didn’t think like that," she smiled seductively.

    Fabian wasn’t even looking at her face, his entire focus was on reading the document in his hand. And Elisa she was observing Yelena and Myra’s interaction, her lips curling up deviously, "Prof. Stephens, should we head to the hotel now." Fabian looked at her with scrutiny. She then added yfully, "To foresee the arrangements. We have less than twenty four hours left for the Lycan Alphas arrival."

    Fabian gave her a stare as deadly as ice and walked off without saying a word. He didn’t wanted to indulge with her flirting game anymore.

    Elisa sauntered behind him, ncing towards the tree, "Time is ticking by. Soon, a new Chapter will be written and the author this time, wouldn’t be a goddess but me. Can’t wait, for the show to get started."

    To Be Continued . . . . . . . .