I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 184

With a slam of the car door, he was in the driver’s seat, and the car sped away.

The taps on my mouth didn’t hurt—he used less force than he would to swat a mosquito—but I felt incredibly wronged. I pressed my face against the window, gazing longingly at my lamppost.

“Why did you hit me? I was going to pole dance for you. On that big, thick pole. You have no idea how liberating that would have been…”

A chilling cold filled the car, turning it into an icebox.

I didn't notice. The city lights blurred past my window like scattered jewels. “Horace, look,” I breathed, mesmerized. “It’s so beautiful.”

“It’s even more beautiful than Somania’s work. Like the last rays of a sunset. What if… what if we make ‘Sunset’ the theme for our next jewelry collection?”

Steven’s eyes narrowed. “Your work isn’t in the same league as Somania’s. There’s no need to compare yourself to him.”

Huh?

I turned to him in confusion, my head buzzing. “Why… why do you sound just like Steven? How is my work not in the same league as Somania’s? It totally is!”

“Are you drunk? You, of all people, should know Somania’s work. You’re his agent, after all.”

At that, Steven’s pupils contracted sharply. “Horace is Somania’s agent? How do you know that?”

“How could I not know, you silly goose?” Horace had always been my agent, handling all my collaborations. My head felt heavier by the second, my eyelids drooping. I rubbed my eyes, overcome with sleepiness, and finally let them close. “I’m so sleepy, Horace. Wake me when we get there.”

“Don’t fall asleep yet.” He tugged on my arm, a hint of urgency in his voice. “Zephyra, tell me everything about Somania. I need to find him.”

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