Chapter 133

133 Who Is Better?

“Doesn’t he like you?” Kalea asked, which immediately made Zeline pause for a moment with a look that was difficult to interpret. Kalea became a little uneasy because she was afraid that her words had made the blonde girl uncomfortable.

Zeline looked back at Kalea with a lopsided smile etched on her lips, then said, “Instead of me having to compete for Dariel, it’s better that Angela gets him. I’m too lazy to fight with that woman,” Zeline replied as she gulped down her cola.

Kalea blinked, quite impressed with Zeline’s answer. “I thought you liked Mr. McKenzie too.”

Zeline laughed lightly at Kalea’s words. “Love is bullshit, I just need money from rich men. Life with Zac and Zoey is enough for me,” the girl said, whose blue eyes were somehow dimming. As if to imply that Zeline did not mean what she said.

Kalea was silent, just watching Zeline for a long time. She did not want to delve deeper into Zeline’s problems, because according to Kalea, it was not her domain. Kalea only hoped that Zeline could also find her happiness with whoever that man was.

Just like herself, she did not know who the right man would be for her in the future.

In the afternoon, all of Kalea’s classes were over. She received a message that her personal driver was waiting at the gate.

“This is faster than I expected,” Kalea muttered, pursing her lips, still staring at the phone screen displaying the message from the driver.

“What’s wrong? Oh, how are you getting home, Lea? You’re not going to bring your own car, are you?” Zeline asked.

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Kalea closed her phone and put it in her bag. “Arthur gave me a personal driver while I’m recovering,” Kalea replied with a haggard look on her face.

Zeline, who saw this, frowned in surprise. “Why do you look so unhappy? Aren’t you like a princess who gets chauffeured everywhere now?” Zeline teased with a nosy smile.

“I don’t know how people will respond to knowing this, but I’ll be talked about even more badly by people,” Kalea snorted.

“I told you not to care about what people say. Because there will be no end to it,” Zeline reminded her friend.

“Zeline, let me ride in your car until the gate. I’m too lazy to walk,” Kalea pleaded, to which Zeline immediately agreed. The blonde girl’s Mini Cooper now pulled out of the parking lot, driving slowly until it stopped again after reaching the front gate. Kalea said thank you before getting out of Zeline’s car and moving to her own car driven by the new driver.

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“Have you been waiting long, Sir?” Kalea asked.

“Not at all, Miss,” the driver named Tyler replied.

Kalea was a little surprised when the driver opened the door for her. The action was, of course, very conspicuous as many people were now looking at Kalea. However, of course, Kalea could not possibly scold Tyler. She just smiled slightly and got into the car, followed by Tyler in the driver’s seat.

“Boss Arthur said to take you straight to the penthouse. There’s no place you want to go, Miss?” Tyler asked politely.

“No. Um, sir, the next time you won’t have to open the door like you did on campus. It was ... a bit conspicuous,” Kalea said, trying not to offend Tyler.

“Ah, my apology! I will keep it in mind.”

“No, it’s fine, sir.”

“You can just call me Tyler, Miss,” Tyler said, smiling slightly through the car’s center mirror. Then he started the car and drove off campus.

Kalea took her phone out of her bag again, her forehead furrowing as she realized there was a message from Angela. Kalea quickly opened it and read the message.

[Where are you?]

[On my way home. Sis, I want to return the money to you.]

[Meet me at the restaurant where we last met, now.]

“Tyler, can you drive me somewhere first? It’s pretty important,” Kalea pleaded quickly after reading the last message from her sugar daddy brother.

“But-”

“Please, and don’t tell Arthur about this.”

“...Yes, Miss.”

Kalea told him the location of the restaurant she wanted to go to, and Tyler immediately changed directions after hearing the woman’s request.

In about fifteen minutes, they arrived. Tyler got out of the car and opened the door for Kalea. The girl did not protest because it was not on campus, nor did anyone look at her sarcastically.

“Thanks, Tyler. You can wait in the car, I won’t be long,” Kalea said as she tightened her backpack.

“Okay, Miss. But if there’s anything, please let me know immediately because it’s an order from the boss too,” Tyler replied obediently.

Kalea simply nodded and started walking into the restaurant. Her hazel eyes searched for a familiar figure until finally, a waiter approached Kalea.

“Good afternoon, Miss. How may I help you?” The waiter asked.

“Please escort me to the table in the name of Angela Jefferson,” Kalea replied.

“Ah, my pleasure. Please come this way.”

Kalea nodded and followed the waiter to Angela’s table. She could see a woman with short hair who now had her back to her. However, she knew that it was Angela. Kalea thanked the waiter, before finally greeting Angela.

“Hello, Miss. Jefferson,” she greeted politely.

Angela, who had been busy with her cell phone, looked up and smiled slightly. “Have a seat,” she replied, inviting Kalea to sit in front of her.

“What did you want to talk to me about?” Kalea asked matter-of-factly after she sat her butt down on the chair.

“Don’t you want to order some food first?” Angela replied, nonchalantly as she opened the menu book.

“I can’t stay here too long, I have a driver waiting for me.”

Angela stopped reading the menu and returned her attention to the brunette. “Driver? Now my brother gave you a driver?” Angela asked with a very flat expression.

“Yes, because now I can’t drive myself,” Kalea replied as she raised her right hand slightly, the result of an accident the other day. “Are you still unhappy that your brother is so attentive to other women?” Kalea asked, which immediately made Angela’s face no longer flat.

“I don’t want to talk about that,” she said curtly as she put down the menu book and closed it.

Kalea raised one eyebrow, quite curious as to what Angela wanted to see her for. “So?”

“About your friend,” Angela said, turning her gaze in another direction.

Kalea blinked, soon frowning as she could not digest Angela’s words. “My friend?”

“Ugh, yeah. That bad-mouthed girl with the blonde hair!” Angela exclaimed with an annoyed expression.

“Ah, Zeline? Why do you suddenly want to know about her?” Kalea asked, confused and curious.

“W-what’s her relationship with Dariel?” Angela asked a little quietly but still audibly to Kalea.

“Huh?”

“All you have to do is answer, why is it so hard?!” Angela protested, annoyed that Kalea was just looking at her like a fool.

“Hang on, I still need to digest the situation right now. Why are you so curious about their relationship anyway?”

“I’m just asking. Because Dariel seems to ... like her,” Angela squeaked with a look that was hard to interpret, but Kalea felt that Angela was currently feeling jealous of Zeline.

“I don’t really understand their relationship either. But they are close,” Kalea replied, giving a fairly safe answer. Because she did not really know what had happened between the two people. What she felt all this time was that Dariel was so attentive to Zeline. She also thought that the man really liked her friend.

“They’re not dating?” Angela asked again.

Instead of answering, Kalea asked back, “Why don’t you ask Mr. McKenzie directly? Aren’t you guys close too?”

Zeline was silent for a moment, but then she shook her head slowly with a sad look. “I didn’t want to ask him about it. He’ll be uncomfortable and think I’m a meddling woman,” she said softly.

“... aren’t you just like that? Meddling in your brother’s love affairs,” Kalea asked innocently.

“T-that’s, that’s why I don’t want to be annoying anymore!”

“You finally realized that that kind of attitude is not good,” Kalea said, touched. She did not expect Angela to really change. It turned out that her sacrifice from the accident back then could produce such great results.

“Just answer my question!” Angela exclaimed, annoyed and embarrassed, evident by the blush on her cheeks.

“Which question again? I really don’t know about their relationship, Sis. But one thing I do know is that they’re not dating,” Kalea replied, instantly giving Angela a glimmer of hope.

The woman with the short black hair also looked relieved, but she still could not feel completely secure because Dariel and Zeline’s relationship could have gotten closer, dated, and continued to marriage.

“Is there anything else you want to ask?” Kalea asked.

“Do you think Dariel would prefer me or your friend?”

Kalea looked at Angela strangely and was even a little dumbfounded. She was speechless when Angela asked a question that she found quite absurd.

“... I don’t know, Sis. I’m not Mr. McKenzie.”

“Ju-just your opinion! You can imagine if you were Dariel, who would you choose between us?” Angela asked, still insisting on telling Kalea to answer the strange question.

Kalea began to think hard, following the woman’s words. If she became Dariel, who would she choose between Angela and Zeline? In Kalea’s opinion, both women were equally rude and stubborn.

“Ah, I know.”

“How?!”

“If I were Mr. McKenzie, I’d find another better woman.”

“You asshole! What do you mean like that, huh?!”