Page 178 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
“I don’t care about what the other girls wear. I care that you lied to me.”
“I didn’t lie…”
“You promised not to roll your skirt that’s already too short.”
“I…” my voice trailed off. Gah, I hadn’t meant to lie. I’d just been trying to get Axel’s attention because he was being an ass. “I’m sorry. I really am. But please don’t make me miss the first party of the year tomorrow night. I promise I won’t roll my skirt today.”
“You’re only promising that because you know I’ll be there. And I don’t love the wordtoday. That implies that you’ll do it again tomorrow.”
“Mom,” I said and turned to her. “He’s being unreasonable.”
My mom held back a smile. “When has your father ever been unreasonable?”
“Literally all the time.”
“Hmm…” she said.
“Prime example – he signed up to be my teacher this year without telling me.”
“Sweetie, he did that to spend time with you before you go off to college. One day you’ll look back at this and be grateful. And you’re only grounded for one week. There will be other parties.”
“Not like this one.” I couldn’t not show up to the first party of my senior year. It was social suicide.
“You know, I never went to a single high school party and my life turned out better than I could have possibly imagined.”
“Mom, the whole good girl act doesn’t really work when you slept with your professor in college.”
“Enough, Scarlett,” my dad said.
But my mom just laughed. “Touché. It doesn’t make it less true though. I didn’t even have my first kiss until college and everything worked out just fine.” She smiled up at my dad.
Vom.
“Are you gonna eat that?” Liam asked as he lifted up my waffle without waiting for a reply.
“What the hell?” I asked. But not because he had just swiped my breakfast. It was because of what he was wearing. “He’s not even wearing his tie. A tie is part of the dress code.”
“It’s uncomfortable,” Liam said which a shrug of his shoulders.
“Dad.”
My father shook his head. “Liam, go get your tie. Your sister is right, it’s part of the dress code.”
Liam laughed and pulled his wrinkled tie out of his pocket. “I have it.”
“Good,” my dad said. “Come on, we should get going.” He grabbed his to-go cup of coffee and said goodbye to my mom.
I stared at Liam as he shoved his tie back into his pocket instead of putting it on.
Seriously, what the hell?!This was so unfair. I snatched my waffle back out of his hands.
“Don’t turn on me, Scar,” Liam whispered. He shifted so his back was to both of the security cameras in the kitchen.
I just stared at him, waiting for him to say whatever it was he didn’t want our security detail to see.
“Or I might not help you sneak out of the apartment so we can go to that party tomorrow night.”
“How do you even know about the party?” I whispered.
