Chapter Twenty Seven

"Alex?"

Alex looked up from her laptop screen, looking at Ace, who was standing in the doorway of her room with a cloudy face. It's the weekend, and it's not even noon yet, so what's causing her brother's face to turn cloudy?

"What is it?"

"You won't believe this."

"What?" she asked with a frown.

Ace walked over to her, who was sitting on the bed, and handed her a silver invitation. "See it for yourself."

"An Invitation?"

"Look at who the sender is."

She scrutinized the invitation, and she was sure her guts would burst out in a second if she didn't cover her mouth soon. Not at all.It's not an invitation from Adrian. If it came from that man, instead of being sick, she would immediately fly to his apartment and yell at him for an explanation. It was an invitation from James. Yes, James Hidalgo. That shitty ex-boyfriend of hers