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ot tempered and finds it hard to forgive; although it doesn't do a thing to his fame. People still adore him. For four years now, he's been staying in Georgia city, but he's just returned here in Dallas and it's been the talk of the whole city. I heard he owns two mansions in Georgia - where one is among the top three most expensive buildings in the country. He owns one in Kentokie and two here in Dallas. As young as he was, he was a bastard billionaire. But, I also heard one annoying thing about him - he was a flirt. Hm. I guess you might be wondering how I got to know all these about him. Well, like I said, he's more of a god over here and everybody loves him. Although, he's dreamy and all that, but...I can't fangirl over him like the other ladies do and that's because I already have a boyfriend. Yup! I do. I stood up from the bed and decided to get ready for school since Nicole already acted as my alarm today. Ryan's arrival at the airport was . still being shown at the airport, but I left it and walked out of the room. I climbed down the stairs into the sitting room and met one of the maids - lana - doing some clean up. "Good morning, ma'am Bethel" she greeted in obeisance as I entered the sitting room. "Good morning, Lana" I replied and walked over to the dining which was behind the sitting room. A refrigerator was behind it and I opened it and brought out an apple, taking a bite. "Lana" I called as I sat on one of the chairs in the dining. Lana turned from the sitting room and looked at me. "Did mummy come home last night?" I asked. "Yes, ma'am. She did. But she left very early this morning, saying she had something important to attend to" she replied and I rolled my eyes. She always have more important things to do - things that are more important than me. Well, I guess I should do a little introduction myself. I'm Bethel Cyrus 19 years old and the only child to my single mother. I attend one of the best High School in the country and I'm already in my final year. I have no idea who my father is; mum never talked about him. And my mum...sometimes, I forget I even have a mum. Although, she's filthy rich and provides everything I need - makes sure I get the best of life and all that - but she doesn't have time for me. She's always busy. She returns home late at night when I'm already asleep and leaves very early the next morning even before I'm awake. Sometimes, I only get to see her once in three days. As a result, I'm usually lonely; but thanks to Nicole who tries to.to keep me company at times. After consuming half of the apple, I kept the remnant on the table and left for my room so I could take my b