THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 51 – 60

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 51 – 60

“You should sign up for the metropolitan area police when we return to Terraverde, Sherlock Holmes” he joked, and she grinned.

“Because your parents are cops?”

Hyce’s mother and father are both police generals, even his senior brother is a lawyer.

It’s like it’s in the family blood, but Hyce is the only one who deviated to business line cos chasing criminals around ain’t just his thing.

“Maybe, I can get you a good spot in my parents office” he winked, and Nina had a good laugh.

“I plan to have fun after graduation, not chasing criminals around”

“Then we’re on the same side. Jesus, I hate anything related to criminals” Hyce made disgusting faces.

“Cos you’re one yourself?” Nina replied.

“Touché” Hyce said, and she giggled as he got a stash of weed out of his pocket.

He rolled one, lightened it and was about to start smoking when she took it from him and had a zap.

“Fûck, barbie. You smoke?” Hyce’s eyes dazzled with mischief.

“I learnt the habit from Emz. buenas noches (Goodnight)” she replied, walking away.

“See ya around, smoke buddy!” He shouted after her, and she chuckled before entering her room.

Hyce gave up on smoking then marched to his room too.

He’s rooming with Conrad who’s still up, trying to find the owner of the Vans like Levi requested.

Hyce slid behind him and peeked at the laptop.

“Still no trace of the owner?” He asked.

“Yup. There’s no brand that sells that size in this country, even the whole globe” Conrad replied, halting his fingers on the laptop buttons.

“What do you mean? What size is the Vans?” Hyce frowned.

“60” Conrad faced him.

“What the hell is 60? Is that even a human?” Hyce scoffed.

“Apparently, whoever we’re dealing with is not playing. He built the Vans by himself to confuse us, a genius” Conrad replied, stretching himself.

“That’s…a no-brainer” Hyce replied.

“Is Banks really spending the night in the same room with Emory? He has no plans, does he?” Hyce said suspiciously.

“Are you scared for her?” Conrad tilted his head.

“You and Banks have the same level of madness in your systems” Hyce hissed.

“Nah, Banks is on top” Conrad laughed, clicking on a porn site.

The moment a video started playing and moans took over the room, Hyce left him and got a bag of red apples from beside the bed.

“That belongs to Banks, he never jokes with his red apples” Conrad warned.

“Let him kill me tomorrow morning” Hyce replied, taking one from the apples to munch on.

“I should probably start preparing for your funeral” Conrad said and began googling “How To Bury A Friend”

He was still on it when he got a text, and he picked his phone to check.

~ Have fun on your trip, and prepare for the upcoming event ~

It’s from his mother, and immediately he read it, he felt like smashing his phone.

He shut down the laptop and stood, getting the weed stash before leaving the room.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 51 – 60

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