Chapter 23
Lula Lopez
"Oh, come on Lula, don't be like this". As these words left Celia's mouth, I felt like punching that sorry-ass look off of her botoxed face.
I tried to control myself before now, but her words infuriated me. I tried to be as calm as possible when I asked. "What do you mean by that, Celia?!"
She rolled her eyes, shrugging off my question. "Let's talk in private, please."
I was taken aback, but slowly, a smile crept up on my face: "You're worried that everyone will find out the truth, aren't you?" I cackled. "I don't care what you have to say to me. You coming to Houston was a waste of time, enjoy the sceneries and go home." I snatched my things from the table whilst Javier dropped the check—and we headed for the exit. I ignored the bystanders who were enjoying t
