Chapter 9

"What are you doing? I have class!" I frowned. A sleek black Bentley was parked at the university gate, its license plate clearly indicating its high value. I knew instantly that the car belonged to Alex. Without a word, Alex grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the car. Once we stopped, he turned to face me, his eyes filled with confusion. "When you were skipping class every day to earn money for that guy from the Blake family, you didn't seem to care much about your education. So why does it suddenly matter now that I'm here?" I was furious that he called me out like that. "Get in the car," he ordered, opening the passenger door and shoving me inside. I was even angrier now. Alex slid into the driver's seat and glanced at me, his brows furrowing slightly when he caught my dark expression. "Are you upset because I interrupted that jerk's little confession?" I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself and not get infuriated with Alex. "Why did you have to reveal my identity in