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CHAPTER 13

  I raise my head to look at him.

  Why is he even asking?

  “She doesn’t look like your type, and she’s nowhere near your league. Her type sneaks into your life only to lay hold of what they can and leave.” She muttered, in the meanest tone ever.

  She is right, in everything she just said, but why then does it hurt so much now? Maybe because she’s saying it in Rory’s presence.

  “What’s your name?” Rory asks, dipping his left hand into his pocket and bringing out his phone.

  “Cassidy Jones?” She answers, a little confused.

  Rory dials a number and places the phone to his ears. After ringing for a few seconds, they answered the line.

  “Hello?”

  “Hello, I’m I speaking to Arthur Mc Finery?” Rory asks quickly.

  “Yes.” The man on the other line replies before asking shortly after. “Who is this?”

  “It’s Rory John Gate.”

  The line goes dead in a minute before the other man speaks in a friendly manner. “Mr Gate, what can I do for you today.”