Chapter 41

Britney's POV

My eyebrows furrowed and I turned around constantly as I struggled which something unknown.

"Britney, Britney!" An unknown voice called my name till I jolted out of sleep.

The lighting in the room almost blinded me so I closed my eyes before slowly blinking them open to adjust them to the brightness of the room.

"Ahhh!" Everything around me was still so blurry but I managed to slowly open up my eyes until I could see better.

"Huh?" I gazed at the man beside me who seemed very nervous. His throat moved up and down quite frequently and his pupils were fixed on meditated a few times while he was staring.

"Sorry, who are you?" I asked with a raised brow, pushing myself so I could rest my back on the other side of the chair.

"Umm, you probably don't know me," he swallowed again, standing properly before clearing his throat.

"Britney, it's nice to–"

"Do I know you?" I didn't waste time asking, my eyes sizing him from his head to his feet. He was handsome and rich too. Not to