CHAPTER 99

LUCILLE'S POV

"Where did you go last night?" Danice suddenly appeared in front of me as she asked those questions.

I'm having my breakfast right now that supposed to be at six in the morning but I wake up late. That's why I'm eating my breakfast right mow around ten in the morning.

An hours more and it'll be eleven in the morning. I wipe my mouth using the table napkin before facing her irritatedly. This girl is giving me an headache right now. Of all questions he could asked, she fucking choses that damn questions. Is she catching my moves and answers where I was on that night? Argh!

"I was on my suite, why?" I lied and put back my gaze in my foods.

"Are you sure? Because as far as I know when I went to OUR SUITE you weren't there." She muttered giving me her suspicions looks.

The nerve of Danice! She even muttered the word OUR SUITE as the highlight word in her sentence. Fuck this,