Leaving Him To Pursue My Own PassionChapter 1 The True Face of a Scumbag
If I had known that Elvis Austin was coming to my house for dinner today, I would have left with my suitcase earlier.
Elvis was currently the helmsman of the Austin Group, outstanding in ability, and a hot and eligible bachelor.
Even my dad, an old fox who had been in the business world for years, spoke highly of him.
When it came to Elvis, it was just continuous praise.
Because of this, with the existence of Elvis, this perfect and flawless man, my dad had never approved of my boyfriend Jeff Barber.
To prove that my judgment was correct and that Jeff and I were truly in love and would not be swayed by materialistic things like money, I didn’t ride in luxury cars, carry designer handbags, or wear brand-name clothes.
Now, from head to toe, I was just ordinary and plain.
If it weren’t for my best friend, Sarah Austin, suddenly calling and saying she was coming over, I would have been ready to catch the school bus with my suitcase.
“Isabella, I heard that you had worked with your boyfriend again this summer vacation?”
“Yes.”
For the whole summer vacation, I worked as a cashier in a convenience store, while Jeff found a translation job because of his good grades.
The living room, which was already quiet, became even quieter because of Sarah’s words.
I subconsciously glanced at Elvis sitting on the sofa. I couldn’t see his expression clearly, but I could clearly see his hands typing on the keyboard.
“Isabella, why are you staring at my brother like that? He’s working and doesn’t have time to listen to us.”
What?
I just saw Elvis’ fingers pause.
“Brother, we’ll go to school.”
“Okay.”
His voice was as cold as his person.
I grabbed the luggage at the door, pulled my best friend, and left without even saying hello to my dad.
Sarah refused to take the bus with me and insisted on driving me in her cool sports car.
“Let me get off at the intersection near the school.”
“I know. I won’t disturb you on your disguise game.”
I opened the car door, waved goodbye to my Sarah, and blew her a kiss to thank her for giving me a ride to school.
When I arrived at the school gate, I saw my classmates with backpacks and suitcases. Only then did I realize that I was in such a hurry that I only brought my suitcase and forgot my backpack.
What a miserable thing! I didn’t want to go back and see Elvis.