'Fate? She wanted no part of this "fate."'
Mika Summers ignored him and tried to walk past, wanting to leave. She never had much to say to strangers.
But just then, the two men who had come with Chase Sinclair, seeing that he hadn't caught up, turned back and urged him on impatiently, "Chase, what's taking you so long?"
"Did you run into a pretty girl or something?" one of them asked, raising an eyebrow as he teased Chase, his eyes landing on the woman beside him.
As they spoke, the two of them hurried over. When they saw it was Mika Summers...
...they gasped. "Chase, how dare you mess with her? Don't you know she's Young Master Grayson's woman?"
"Let's go, let's go! Just leave her alone. If Young Master Grayson sees this, you're in for it." The two of them grabbed Chase by the arms and tried to hurry away.
Watching them flee as if she were the plague, Mika Summers gave a self-deprecating smile and headed for the mall entrance.
