Page 257 of The Blairville Legacies

I looked at the piece of ham in my hand.

“How aboutno,” I replied and popped the piece of meat into my mouth.

The dog started squeaking and running back and forth as if there was a staircase leading up to me on the kitchen counter that he just had to find.

When he realized that this was not the case, he came back to my side to stand on both hind paws to paw up the wall with his front paws, of course without success. However, this caused a slight scratching noise, which made me sit up and take notice.

“Notgood,” I said and pushed his paws away with my free hand, which he immediately licked off.

“No, please, don't do that,” I groaned.

Talking to adogwas a whole other level.

He sat down again and wagged his tail as if I had invited him to dinner.

“I'm afraid you've misunderstood me.”

“Ahhhhh! Oh my God! Who was that?!” a high-pitched screech rang out, and the dog jumped as someone came down the stairs like a furious elephant.

When the unnecessarily dressed-up Vivienna saw the dog, her eyes widened.

“Thatcreaturehas pooped on my bed!” she hissed angrily.

I couldn't help but grin before shoving another piece of ham into my mouth.

Vivienna looked up at me and took a step back.

“You!That'syourmutt!” She looked at me with anger, reminding me of the fight a few days ago.

“Hardly,”I laughed, trying to cover up the hostility.

The little dog came running to her and tried to jump up, but she started shouting again.

“Go away! Shush!”

The dog ran to the couch and hid there.

I grinned gleefully. “ThemightyVivienna.Afraidof a little puppy.”

Vivienna looked at me in disgust, probably because she didn't like the way I was sitting here eating ham.

“You're no different from that dog, you Copeland scum!”

I jumped up and she immediately jumped back.

“What did you just say?” I asked with a serious look and a slight yellow gleam in my eyes.

“What is going on here?” it came from the stairs, and Julian's neighbor came down the steps. She stopped for a moment, probably because the last time she'd seen Vivienna and metalkingto each other, a lot had gone wrong, but then she came down further.

“Your stupid dog shat on my bed!” Vivienna continued to bitch, reminding me how annoying it was to have to sit with her in most of my law lectures.

However, she wasn't the worst person in the law department,no, it was one of those arrogant DeLoughreys who I would have expected to bethe last personto go tolaw school.

Today I had spotted the brunette Ruisangor with the undercut man bun at the very back of the lecture hall.

He probably studied law, because his family ran the law firm downtown. Just maybe not for long... I would make sure of it.

Bayla had to stifle a grin, which brought me back to the present.

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