The Continent of Europe

Chapter 57's

...CHAPTRE 57...

...CONFESSIONS...

"What are you doing here, Rosaline?! This is the golden money gathering! You're not welcome here!"

Yes, at first Rosaline did not know the guests in the room were members of the golden money, but once she caught a glimpse of Clark sitting next to James. He immediately made the conclusion that the guests there were members of the golden money.

"Come, okay?! Your prospective in-laws invited me here" protested Rosaline. He pulled Clark's hand from her, leaving a red bruise around her wrist.

"Then why did you come? Are you crazy?!" He roared furiously.

Rosaline simply rolled her eyeballs lazily. In fact, neither his heart nor his mind had ever allowed him to come to the Adler family dinner. He knew for sure everything would be a disaster especially meeting with Clark.

"Yes, I think so!" Reply Rosaline. Pushing Clark away until the maroon-haired girl's back hit the wall behind him.

Honestly, Rosaline never thought that dinner with the golden money went well. Luckily he knew about table manner. Otherwise, they would probably sneer or laugh at him every time he made a mistake.

As he had thought before, everything would be a disaster.

Rosaline was still standing there like a statue, exchanging glances with the golden money girl in front of her. The girl looked at him cynically, not even bothering to look away from him.

"Is there anything you want to say again?" Rosaline frowned, "if not, may I leave now? I need to go to the bathroom," Rosaline grumbled, making Clark snort.

"Just that? Seriously, Rosaline! After being caught cheating on me with my lover so attitude you to me? You don't want to apologize to me?"

Rosaline snorted in disgust at the words coming out of Clark's mouth. He rolled his eyes dramatically, feeling horrified and very strange at that moment.

"I'm not cheating on you with your boyfriend!" shouting Rosaline. He looked around just to make sure that no one was around.

Clark sneering. The maroon-haired girl crossed her arms to the front of her chest and leaned against the wall behind her. "What happened to this photo?!" He pulled a piece of polaroid photo from inside his pocket and showed it to Rosaline.

"If you want me to prove it, then this is the prove!"

Just hearing her words just now, Rosaline knew the girl was furious.

Really angry at him. But how do I tell Clark to believe it? Because nothing happened between them.

Rosaline first looked at the polaroid before turning her attention back to Clark. He's obviously gone crazy, Rosaline thought. No wonder James was bored with it.

Slowly Rosaline stepped closer to Clark, only to grab the polaroid from his hand. "This?" He pointed, "it has nothing to do with me!"

Clark gaped as Rosaline tore up the photo all of a sudden. The look of anger in his eyes slowly faded, turning into a kind of shock.

"What on earth are you doing!" Clark screamed and Rosaline just shrugged her shoulders.

"For your information, I'm a partner of your boyfriend and this photo was taken when Adler and I came to visit Edinburgh for our project. You can ask him if you don't believe me. There is nothing between us. It's just for the project!"

In an elegant manner, Rosaline threw the polaroid sheets of paper she had torn to the floor and turned her heels, making a distance from Clark as she grabbed the front door and disappeared.

"I hate that fucking girl!"

Unknowingly his hands clenched. Clark stomped his feet walking into a room where he believed James must be there. Spend time with strange books that do not attract attention.

Brak!

"You're really having an affair with her, aren't you?!"

James was sitting on the couch when Clark barged into his private room. He looked at the girl for a moment before finally focusing his attention back on her hands.

Clark groaned with hatred as his legs stomped back towards James. Angrily, he grabbed the book that James was reading and threw it in any direction. James did not say anything back then, he simply frowned and then stood up.

"You even noticed it," Clark said, pointing to the CCTV monitor that housed Rosaline outside her home.

"Why did your dad invite him to the golden money dinner?" Clark's murmur, Clark,

"she's not worth it for this, James! He's just a lowly creature! And again why'd he pair up with you, huh?"

James glanced lazily at Clark's face as the girl shook her body furiously. "Shut up, Clark! Don't insult her!" Roughly, James took Clark's hand off of him.

"You even defended him. You hate him so much and you always support me for it" he said in disbelief.

"I never hated it, Clark. Ak—"

"That means right, right? You do have a relationship with him, right? Don't fool me James!"

At that time they had a big fight. Whether it's James or Clark, they're yelling at each other. Every bad word came out, insulting, cursing, or whatever it was. Until James' patience was at its lowest point, he shouted.

"I'm friends with him! He's my friend now!"

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Clark's body became stiff. His clenching hands furiously slowly released his grasp. One step, two steps, and he slowly stepped back with gaping jaws.

"T-friends?" he asked, not wanting to believe the word, "you're friends with him?"

James groaning. He was pretty sure that he said it out loud so that Clark or any creature in the room could hear it.

"Yes. He's my friend now. We're not having an affair or some kind of thing that's in your stupid mind, but I'm friends with him and—"

"And? And what's James?" Clark asked. His voice was shaking as if he wanted to cry.

"I like it."

...•—— ⁠✿ ——•...

"So you went to this mansion without telling me, Rosie?"

Rosaline choked as soon as she walked out of the front gate of James' house she met a male figure who resembled her. Just different gender, haircut, and even eye color, but Rosaline recognizes it.

"Reggie," he called out while laughing awward.

The man looked at him coldly as he handed a flat object pictured with an astronaut to Rosaline. "Your phone's. You left it at home" explained Reagan.

The man put his hands in his jacket pocket while enjoying the surrounding scenery where many luxury houses lined around. He knew that the house in front of him was the home of James Orion Adler. Well, Reagan had seen it on television.

"What are you doing here, Rosie?" Reagan asked breaking the silence.

"Feed dinner" answered the twin, hesitating.

"Fine let's forget about this. I don't want to talk about why you're here or why you're invited to a dinner at her house. There's something I need to tell you."

Rosaline who had been looking down slowly raised her head, looking at the twin who was now smoking a cigarette.

"What?"

"Julian will come to England."