
Allison POV
I read the card on the yellow rose that Xavier. Well this is it indeed, writing the greeting cards Xavier sent, he spoke directly to the point.
The extra tip is pretty sweet for her size, I miss you . This one's not him. Who helped him add this? David or Alma.
When he said he misses me, he does a lot if he doesn't see me too often. Maybe he was afraid I might let go of teasing him so he couldn't hold on and thought my father would kill him.
Fool, if so how many of my ex-girlfriends are dead. As crazy as my dad is, all my exes are still fine except Alton who got personal treatment from me. It's not Dad who takes care of it but I.
Where did he learn this, did David teach him. I think David taught her. That playboy bastard must have given an enlightening explanation for him. They were both strange companions one taking the path of asceticism, the other taking the path to hell.
But it's not that easy I apologized to him. I wonder if he will survive, but for now the cake and food from Alma have been enough to cheer me up. And the flowers are beautiful.
I didn't reply to anything today. He had to endure my indifference, just as I persevered with his refusal. If he loves me enough then he won't leave just like this, but if he doesn't hold on I'll be sad for a while, but there's something else ahead.
So I didn't pay it back.
For the next few days he sent something at lunch to the office. Either the food or drink I like, or Alma was told to make something for me.
Alma sweetly told me with a message that her master was trying to get my apology. After he had done it for a whole week I sent him a short message,
📱: Thanks for the shipment, friend.
We'll start from friend point again Xavier, but this time upside down, fight for me. It won't be easy, but if you try, you love me, you'll get me.
📱: Al, want lunch or dinner. Can we talk, I'll pick you up at the office, okay? Maybe I'll embarrass you if there's any more commotion. Your employees still know me for beating William.
He kept calling me Al, as he called me.
📱: Can't. I've got a party at the Marriott.
📱: Oh Marriott, you mean NY's victory party. Then we meet there.
He had an invitation too. So today it seems I will see it. Alright, just think of it as a gift since he had already sent out so many things these few days.
I'm getting ready now. I need to dress up a little. What about a red shirt with an open back, I remember it seems like he likes red clothes. After all, this is a party victory party in NY, obviously can use red.
Is she jealous now if someone comes near me. Does he have jealousy, let's just say that son of a bitch David is his friend, he knows what his purpose is not jealousy but what if someone else.
I was curious to test something like that. Is it true that he has jealousy. I still have no shortage of admirers now. What if there we test it a little. As a punishment he didn't notice me, or he knew I would deliberately test it.
Come to think of it I don't care if he knows I'm gonna test it. I'll just test it. If he's acting no matter what I'm going to add to the heat, and if he really doesn't care about our status then we're just going to be eternal friends.
Simple, I'll just make her see I'm familiar with another man. If she's not jealous, why would I expect it.