Page 45 of Falling For The Billionaire Rockstar

“Well, you know what they say. If a gold digger doesn’t find gold in one man, she runs off to the next so she can leech off him. How shameless!” the last woman, a chubby woman with black hair, added.

I could handle assumptions, but what I would not allow is random women calling Olivia names. I turned slowly to face them, ignoring the shocked look on their faces.

“Excuse me, ladies, but with all due respect, you know close to nothing about Olivia, the woman you assumed to be a gold digger because she refused to ruin her life by marrying Greg. I advise you to keep your mouths shut.” I watched their eyes grow wide as they stared at me. “Olivia is an amazing person, and if she really wanted to dig gold like you claimed, she wouldn’t have canceled her wedding to a multimillionaire. Doesn’t that saymuch about Gregory Hathaway instead? Have you ever stopped to think about it?”

They seemed tongue-tied as I looked away from them, fighting the urge to laugh at their bewildered faces. I stood up as soon as I saw Olivia walking back in.

“The event is almost over, and I’m sure you’re tired already. Shall we take our leave then?” I asked, and she looked relieved.

“All right then,” she said, and we made our way out of the hall, escaping the darting eyes and accusatory looks.

Chapter seventeen

SAM IS PISSED

Olivia Sanders

The entire night with Alex had been splendid. Initially, I had no interest in attending the charity event, knowing it would draw the public’s eye to me, especially since I’d be seen with Alex. However, I knew how much it meant to him, so I decided to go.

The evening turned out to be better than I expected, despite the whisperings and piercing stares from those around us.

My face blushed as I remembered the moments we shared in the garden, and the flashbacks felt like I was experiencing his lips on mine again.

Alex was driving beside me, his hands interlocked with mine. His eyes were on the road this time, and it was suddenly my turn to stare.

The flashlights from other cars cast a glow on his face, making his green eyes appear like clear emeralds. I watched as he pursed his lips, a habit I had come to recognize when he’s completely focused on something.

“Do you want me to kiss you again?” he suddenly asked, and my face turned completely red. I turned my eyes away from him and smiled. He always knew how to get me.

“Well, I won’t mind another kiss. I could kiss you all night long if we had the chance,” I replied, pretending not to hear him say “Damn” under his breath.

“You’re tempting me, Liv.”

I smiled again, our eyes meeting briefly before he turned to face the road again. “That was kind of the point.”

He suddenly turned into the driveway of a fast-food restaurant and stopped the car. “I’m starving.”

We got out of the car and entered the crowded restaurant lobby. The last thing I expected at a small restaurant at 9:45 p.m. was a crowd of this size.

“The food better taste like heaven for the crowd to be of this size,” I commented as we approached the counter. Alex scanned through the menu boldly displayed on the screen above the counter.

“What would you like to have?” he asked, and I briefly looked through the menu before settling on a chicken salad and water.

Alex chose a double cheeseburger with fries and cola before we headed back to the car. I had insisted we eat in the car, as I wasn’t a fan of crowded, small spaces.

The food exceeded my expectations. The salad was crispy, and the chicken was tender. I could tell from the look of it that Alex’s burger was juicy, the cheese soaking into the meat.

“We should come here again. Their food is top tier,” Alex said through a mouth filled with fries.

“I agree. The food is worth driving five miles for—although we definitely have to pick a better time. I hate crowds.”

We spent the next ten minutes eating quietly and allowing the food to settle in. Having had our fill, Alex started the car again. We were still a few miles away from Sam’s apartment.

There wasn’t any traffic this time, so we would definitely get there in less than half an hour. Wanting to pass the time, I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my news feed.

Fuck!I read through the hundreds of articles that continuously popped up as I scrolled. Hideous headlines filled my news feed, featuring my name and a very good photo of Alex and me from tonight.

“Oh shit, we’re done for,” I said to Alex. He glanced at me briefly, a frown forming on his face when he saw my serious face.

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