CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

MARCUS'S POV

Tara had gotten on my nerves by insulting Chelsea. I was very furious. 

I took a deep breath and relaxed.

I still couldn't believe that I had lost my friendship with Max all because I couldn't let Chelsea go.

I was totally screwed.

After a hectic day at work I immediately went home and took a cold shower.

The event would be in a few hours so I had to arrive on time.

I wrapped a towel around my waist staring at my reflection in the mirror.

I looked different.

My black hair was wet and messy and I desperately needed to shave my face.

I wouldn't want to go to the event looking like a lumberjack.

Once I was done preparing I wore my black suit and straightened my red tie.

Perfect.

Once I was satisfied with my look I notified my driver Eric to bring the car up front.

I left my roo