Chapter 87

• They were playing pranks on her. Laurel concluded. They were the only ones who saw her coming out of the bathroom. Laurel had totally forgotten about the handsome stranger who she bumped into, breaking his phone screen and all that.
• Meanwhile,
• Staring at his now repaired phone, Dela Cruz smiled mischievously. He could see that she had read the message but she didn’t text him back. He wouldn’t hold it against her. He knew how women like her behaved. It’s either, she saw the massage but doesn’t have the time to reply him or she deleted it thinking it was one of those spam messages. He’d admit he had purposely sent a creepy message to her.