Sierra's POV
I stared at Rider K, who seemed unaffected. Even if he did, I would not be able to tell due to his helmet still on. Slowly, I tried to pull away, but his grip on my waist tightened.
My eyes widened, staring at him. My head swirled with so many possibilities, but now it had nothing to do with Arthur. “You see? You are wrong and it's foolish of you to think we would be fooled that easily,” Arthur's mother said.
“Jackson, do you think he is Arthur?” I asked.
Jackson sighed. “I don't care if he is Arthur or not. You want to be with Rider K, it's your choice, Sierra, so long as you are happy,” he said.
I have never hated Jackson's affection towards me until today. So, all the while he defended Rider K, it was all because of me. “Accept the money and stop all the games. You c
