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I walk by the beach for a short while to catch up with Chris. Oliver and Jason are following us from behind at a distance as we stroll by the shore.

“I didn’t want to leave. We had no other choice,” Chris explains.

“I heard. Your parents left you quite a fortune you didn’t know about until Arianna reached the legal age.”

“It’s not that our dad’s lawyer hid it.” He shrugs. “He needed no complications. He waited for Arianna to turn eighteen. Of course, there’s no point in complaining. We thought it was for the best. You should have your future too.”

I chuckle. “Well, I did. At least.”

“You have your own restaurant now.”

“Yes, but it doesn’t mean it won’t happen if you don’t leave. Chris, you could’ve tried to contact me, but you cut off all communications,” I defend. “I got over it. I know what happened. Are you not a part of the gang?”

“Hell no.” His eyes slightly dilate. “I can never pull that off. I wasn’t in favor of Jason’s schemes at first, especially if Drake’s the one who influe