Liz
“Do you have an appointment that I am not aware of? I thought your case was handled.” Giselle says, looking me over with a look of distain. “No, I don’t need any help. I am here to see Zander.” I said, and she did not look impressed. “If you are here to see him, then you can see me. I handle most of his cases,” she says.
“Its personal, so no, thank you.” I said and went back to scrolling my phone. “Listen here, I don’t know what you are up to with Zander, but its best you stop immediately. He won’t go for the likes of you.” She says with a sneer. Bingo, there is the real you, claws and all. I knew it was all an act.
“And why is that?” I asked her and pressed the record function on my phone. “Ha, look at you. What can you possibly offer him? You couldn’t even hold onto your first hus
