Childish Acts

Elena was forced to glance at her phone again. She was yet to understand if Celine was playing with her or not.

"Celine, did you call to play around or?" she asked. But who knew that the other woman certainly had other intentions?

"It's fine if you can't make it." Just as Celine replied with that, her father who had been listening to her conversation, said to her with a frown, "Who told you it will be fine?"

Instantly, the playful grin on the corner of Celine's lips disappeared. Now caught in the cat, she was at a loss for what to do.

"Give the phone to me!" Mr. O'Fendi demanded and left with no choice, Celine passed the phone with him. He glared at her before smiling as he placed the phone on his ear. "Elena?" 

Elena had wanted to end the call, but when she heard the older voice from the other end, she placed her phone back to her ear.

"Mr. O'Fendi?" she rasied a questioning brow. Just then, Mark walked out of the closet with his gaze on her.