Chapter 32

Olivia peered over and ran off to talk to Claire. She didn't want to be here for this conversation, and she didn't want to see him.

"Hey, there... Noah..." Adam walked up and leaned on the wall beside him. "I thought you were uh... done with this whole limelight life? I see you have your own little assistant." He licked his lips and smirked at him.

"Are you always this much of a dick? And don't talk about my girl like that." Noah shoved his pants off and grabbed the jeans that were on the rack, after he hung up the grey slacks.

"Are you? You got me kicked from Olivia's brand. At least a bigger brand picked me up. Now, I'm making much more than before." Adam looked at his nails as he spoke without a care in the world.

Noah fastened the jeans, pulled the hem of his shirt down, and walked up to him and got in his face. He grabbed Adam's black shirt and yanked him close.

"Hey... you're gonna ruin my shirt." Adam smirked at him.