"I wore hair extensions at the party."
"Ohh, that's why I haven't recognized you at all." she raised her brow. "And Nixon was your date.." her eyes narrowed. "Were you too dated? And you chose Nolan because of his money and fame?"
"Excuse me?"
"Were you Nixon's girl before Nolan? Or the other way around?"
"How are you related to that psychopath?" rolling my eyes. "That man was weirdo and acted like a lunatic. But couldn't help to think that he's a Montallana. You know, the features. Nolan and Nixon shared some facial features."
She dragged me near the beach, away from the boys. "Then you and Nixon have not been an item?"
"Of course not! I just met him twice at the party, if my memory was right." snatching my arm away and glaring her..
"That's great then." she sighed in relief. "I th
