Protected: THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

She opened the box impatiently, and she gasped when she saw a stunningly pretty lovebird inside, looking so meek.

“Damn” she voiced out, carrying it in her palms.

The bird cooed.

There’s a small note attached under it’s wing, and it read…

• You said your first lovebird died when you were ten, here’s a replacement…fox.

She smiled prettily, hugged the bird to her chest before reading it again.

Even his handwriting is so fuçking attractive.

This guy is… Gosh.

“From Banks?” Sybil’s voice made her look up to see her standing in front of her, dressed up too.

“Hey, Sybil”” Emory stood.

“Yunno what? Don’t say it cos it’s obvious… I’m off to Rain’s place. We’ll come to school together” Sybil said, and before Emory could reply, she already went downstairs.

“Is that a bird? It’s pretty!” Tate came upstairs.

“Ma, can you take care of it till I’ll be back?” Emory gave it to her.

“Sure, I’ll get it a cute cage” Tate gave Emory a kiss on the hair before she went downstairs.

Sybil was already gone when she got outside, but surprisingly, she met Conrad and Hyce waiting.

“What are you guys doing here?” She asked surprisingly.

“Banks won’t be in school today, so we’re your assigned bodyguards” Hyce saluted her, and she blinked.

“Why? Where did he go?” She asked.

“Madrid, he’s coming back today though. Hop in your car, we’ll drive behind you” Conrad said.

Grudgingly, Emory got in.

She drove out, and they drove after her

Why didn’t he tell her last night?

It’s hard to understand this unruly guy.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

RAIN’S PLACE*

“You really came!” Rain gushed in excitement when Sybil showed up.

“I didn’t want to drive with Emmy. She told me she wasn’t interested in Banks but she went out with him last night and you need to see the Prada flops he bought her.

Yunno the chic chocolate that’s hard to get? He bought her a bag of it. That guy is madly rich” Sybil said, looking pained.

Rain bit her tongue so hard that she retched cos of the news, then she rushed back in and vomited all her breakfast into the toilet.

“Rain!” Sybil rushed in too.

Her eyes widened.

“Are you sick?”

Rain rinsed her mouth and wiped with a towel before smiling.

“No…I had a turning stomach but I’m fine. Will refill when we get to school”

“Oh…ok” Sybil replied, noticing Rain’s bed.

It’s surrounded with new teddy foxes, all colour black.

Before she could ask questions, Rain pulled her out.

“Yunno one new thing about Emory?” Rain said when they got to the car.

“What?”

“She’s different from the Emory you knew before you travelled. This current Emory is selfish” Rain replied.

Sybil didn’t say anything as Rain drove them out .

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

MADRID,8AM*

Levi booked a 7am flight, and luckily, the flight didn’t even take up to one hour from Terraverde in Valencia to this place.

He was holding just his phone and a black bag as he came out of the airport, his packs bulging under his black shirt.

The bites and nail marks he got from Emory last night are still on his skin though faded. He didn’t bother to cover up with a jacket.

“Levi Banks?” A tattooed girl suddenly blocked him.

“One and only” he replied simply, and the girl led the way.

He followed, passing through stalls and shops, bricks and several underpasses till they got to an old house.

He was led in, and in the secluded room, he met the one he came for.

It’s another tattooed girl, and this one has a short bob hair, several piercings and black gothic lips.

He looks deadly dangerous, but smiles filled her features when Levi settled in front of her, dropping the black bag on the table.

She’s Natasha, an illegal investigator who digs out even the deeply buried.

“Bourbon? Tequila?” She asked.

“None” he replied coldly.

“Sheesh! You’re hot and cold at the same time, just like your father” she grinned.

“He came here?” Levi raised his brows.

“He payed me to search for the location of a particular Fred, and if you’re here for that same bastard, then it’s futile. No one knows where Fred is” she said, and he pushed the bag to her.

She opened it and smiled.

It’s stacked with cash to the brim, smelling like mint.

“Hmm!!” She flipped a bundle, slapping herself with it.

“I love the smell of cashero!” She grinned.

“Find him…you have one week” he told her, his eyes so dead.

“Two weeks, Banks” she replied seriously.

“Take it” he said, standing and getting out of the place.

She tapped the bud in her ear immediately.

“Boys! A new catch!”

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

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