Page 320 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
Ellen smiled. “How fantastic! I’ll get the refreshments.”
My dad leaned down and hugged my mom in celebration. He pulled her to her feet and planted a big kiss on her. And then he put his hands on the sides of her face. “She’s datingJacob.”
Liam turned to us. “Is dad high right now?”
“I have no idea,” I whispered.
“I really thought he’d be freaking out. Not celebrating.”
I nodded. “I know, right?”
“I told you he liked me,” Jacob said.
Liam shook his head. “No, he’s definitely high or something.”
Ellen came back in with a tray full of champagne flutes and a bottle.
“Splendid,” my dad said. He grabbed the bottle and popped the top. Some overflowed over his hand and he laughed. He filled up the glasses and handed them out.
“To the happy couple!” my dad said and raised his glass. He took a sip. “Everyone drink up!”
Was this some kind of trick? To catch me drinking underage?
I glanced at Liam again.
He shrugged and took a big sip.
My dad didn’t yell, so I did the same.
“I thought you had a crush on that Olivia girl,” Liam whispered to Jacob, but loud enough for me to hear.
“Olivia who?” I asked.
“That junior with the huge tits...”
“Old news,” Jacob said. He gave Liam a dirty look.
“Sorry, man.” Liam downed the rest of his champagne.
Who was this Olivia person with big knockers? And why did I care? Jacob and I were only pretending to date. But I suddenly disliked the name Olivia. I wanted to press Liam for more information, but I didn’t want to seem desperate. Besides, I had something else I needed to ask him about. “Were you on a video call with our neighbor downstairs?”
“Yeah.”
“Why? Is she coming home? When? Oh God, we’re going to be in so much trouble when she sees what we did to that room.”
Liam laughed. “Chill. If she was coming back soon we wouldn’t have had to have a video call.”
What did he mean by that? Wait... “Ew. Were you doing sex things on a video call with her? How old is she?”
“What’s it to you?”
If she was old enough to own an apartment, she was much older than him. “You said Jacob and I were gross? You dating older women...”
“What’s gross about older women? I’ll tell you...nothing. And they’re way better than girls my age. She’s sexy as hell and knows exactly what to do with...”
“Don’t finish that sentence.” He sounded like Sophie. Only...opposite.
“Besides, I’m not dating her. It’s her daughter. And it’s casual.”
