Chapter 100

Zayne hadn't arrived yet, and Rachel had already dropped the filter, her mouth running wild. "Enrica, if Mr. Fulcher weren't gay, even I'd be tempted. That man oozes sex appeal. Every time I see him, I just wanna rip off that suit and check out his abs. Be real with me—do you not feel anything?" "Not even a little," Enrica replied with a chuckle. "If he weren't gay, someone like me wouldn't have even gotten the chance." Rachel rolled her eyes but had to admit, she had a point. And as much as she adored Enrica—had always believed her friend was the most beautiful woman on Earth—there was no denying it. Zayne was elite. That face alone could stop traffic. She let out a dramatic sigh. "What a waste. Why does he have to be gay?" Off to the side, Zack, who'd been quiet and glued to his phone the whole time, suddenly looked up at the word "gay". He raised a brow and said casually, "Sometimes, love can flip a switch. Even gay guys get turned straight when they meet the one." Rachel's eye