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CEO's Allergy

Chapter 3 The Mud, The Mess, The Letter

Word Count: 1528 | Released on: 23/04/2025

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ss, and my dress was already soaked. I winced and tried to push myself up, but my legs felt we

e!" I snapped, sti

he groaned,

ed as he struggl

leaned over. "Are you okay? You'r

," he muttered,

," he said, giving

"But you're

. Instead, he w

phobia thing," I said awkwardly.

began digging th

u looking fo

rply. His face dropped.

ke that? I'm just as stuck as you. If you didn't chase me in the first

l the cops n

ad," I said, f

ly useless,

place is isolated. No one's aro

to do then?" he asked

shoulders. "Give me back my stu

nything from you," he snapped. "Jus

glared. "You know what? Fine. I

you want to survive, get away from me. Keep following me

ocking his path, "but not w

gain and fell back into the mud with a curs

zy?! What ar

stling and weightlifting in high school. I may

ou seriously trying to... What kind of girl

lled out an envelope from his coat, only

ve it

urned it," he

asked, my vo

hless," he

!" I shouted. "Wher

l you?" he said,

in my shirt. Check if

ind it, you'll return it

" he asked, a

ved with Max and Austin. He was holdin

did that happen?" Dylan aske

he man replied. "Are

, I

offer. Phoebe arranged it for you," the

ard silently and

oked around the luxurious hallway, wide-eyed. "D

l her," Au

d dialed. He waited, frowning

Max repeated, s

t not for Max and Austin. The moment th

owing himself onto the fancy couch. "T

three of us," Austin added. "But because of Dylan, w

" Max teased. "Dylan, we'll stay

ylan muttered, paci

argazing," Austin

t available," he muttered. "It's fine if she's just wor

ff, but his thought

was already night, and the rain had started falling lightl

aid again, tryin

nough!" h

his arm. "At least let

five seconds to take your hands of

and let g

l you earlier?"

ter away. I remember." I stepp

here was this attitude earlier? You dragge

" I said, my

ands like Gucci, Armani, or Versace. Do yo

accide

arrowed. "If I slap you ri

wly, and I didn't move

ven avoiding

plied. "I'll work under you

rk for me. Why should I hire you? What if you

eady. I guess... my stuff really isn't with you. Maybe I

in a field? Why do you think I'd steal

ht. It's on

y rain began pou

houted, grabbing his han

didn'

l?" he murmured,

I turned back to

en it rains,"

op up ahead. I'll

r your help? I don't need hel

ously not ok

n my own. Even if

king, slowly a

n and his friends were

n shouted as they chec

find her?" he asked

ustin replied, so

rk now. Maybe we should con

id. "If you hear anything, let me know

so much..."

a voice called from

lan and the others r

closer, they saw

s?" Dylan sai

?" Max and A

ere?" Dylan as

walk," Dawn said. "Then I slipped. N

emember me?" Dy

the physics c

student council. These guys ar

till walk?

an turned to Max and Austin. "Y

enior," Max and Austin

ack first. I'll keep

" Dawn r

junior," Ma

at the hot

ack with us? It's da

our senior back f

've gone back al

first," Dylan said. "Senior

Chapter End

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