Chapter 260

A little bit rudely and unexpectedly I had to show Vivian out. Not like that though.

I don't think I'll be calling her Mrs Jones ever again because the guy isn't worthy of her. The man in question isn't worthy of her or her kids, and so I need to simply stick to calling her Vivian. No matter how much it sounds weird in my head.

I walk up to my room and I decide I have to change my clothes. Well I didn't practically walk as much as I run, but still for some reason that i cannot place I am unexpectedly panicked.

I am so panicked to the point that I can't even steady my hands as they are practically shaking. I mean if Scott gets to see Adrian, no matter how it happens, there isn't a way that something won't go down, and I don't think that my brother in his current emotional state is ready for that.

As much as he's trying to hold himself up I can still see the sadness in his eyes, I'm guessing that I've done about a whole chapter on this before so I simply slip into my clothes.

I slip into any clothes that my hand can grab, and when I check it briefly in the mirror, i am disappointed in myself. Ughhhh, I'm in a hurry and I look stunning.

I look too good for this to be a normal outfit, and seeing that designer labels are still there, and the price tags and everything else, I think this is one of the clothes that we had bought in the fashion house earlier, oh I simply can't at this point, and I grab myself some slightly heeled shoes.

I don't know what it is with me and heeles shoes, but even as much as I cannot use it, I still end up with one of them one way or the other. I make my way outside wondering exactly how i will be able to track Adrian down.

If only Scott had told me where he was going to today then at least I should have an idea of where Adrian should be headed, but I don't.

I don't have an idea of where any one of them is and I remember something as a smile creeps up my face. Oakley, Oakley should know where his music school is at, that is if he even went there in the first place.

I dial her number and the first time it doesn't go through. I try it again and it finally goes through.

You would think that with the way she was hiding her current location from me I would be hearing loud music and people shouting like she was in the club, but this place is odddly quiet. It is quiet enough that I know it is a library.

I can already feel her steps as she walks out.

"Yes what's the problem?" she asks.

My breath is practically stuck in my throat. It is stuck in my throat because these heeled shoes are killing me. Not even five minutes in them and I already shoved them off and put them aside.

"Adrian is here".