Chapter 157

• Theresa stood up abruptly from her seat, apprehensive awe registered on her face from her initial nonchalance, and without a word-not even her traditional system of dabbing her lips refinedly before leaving-dashed out of the dining room, without another word.
• Lance was next to stand up, followed by Alonso.
• "That impertinent bastard!" Alonso snarled under his breath, and veered off, stopped halfway as though recollecting something, came back to me, and said, "I will see you later, okay?" I nodded, hence he kissed my temple and left.