Chapter 270

"Hey, Keira!"

Brad waved at me with that signature cheeky grin of his.

"I've been waiting for almost an hour. You're late today," he said, shaking his wrist like I hadn't noticed the time.

I took a deep breath, trying not to snap at him, and walked over.

I wasn't in my usual heels but wearing flats instead since my legs were still sore and shaky.

"Not feeling great today?" Brad asked, surprising me with his sudden concern.

I hesitated for a second, caught off guard, but there was no way I was getting into that. I sat down across from him, refusing to let him get under my skin. "Just cut to the chase, Brad. What do you want?"

He ignored my question. "Rough night?"

This brat was getting bolder with each question, like he knew more than he was letting on.

I straightened up, forcing myself to stay calm. "If you've got something to say, say it. If not, get out before I call the cops and report you for harassment."

"Heh," Brad chuckled. "Still holding a grudge, huh?"

"Enough with