Irene's P.O.V
I glanced back and forth at Steve and Erior, trying to process everything that I just heard her say now. I had a lot of questions that I wanted to ask her and most especially, why she needed my help in throwing Kourtney out of the house.
I cleared my throat, ducking my head down as I swiveled my gaze around the warehouse. My eyes fell on a bottle of water carefully placed on the bonnet of an old modeled supercar. "A bottle of water, I need a bottle of water" I muttered under my breath.
Erior scoffed as I raised my head. "What do you take me for? All of a sudden you got thirsty? Do you think that I don't know the motive behind your request for water? You are trying to spit out the water right on my face because you want to avenge the way I hit you in the face" I heard Erior
