CHAPTER TWELVE

Lance

I glance at my wristwatch in frustration. Kendall has been in the shower for nearly half an hour and I need her right now, but apparently she's trying to be spiteful. I thought she wouldn't be of use on this trip, but apparently, I'm wrong since the man I'm meeting wants to meet her too. Although he's an old friend there's no way of getting around him with this.

My mother really knows how to fuck my life up one stage to another. I need to find some way out of this marriage, but first I have to teach Kendall a lesson about marrying someone for money.

About five minutes later she walked out dressed in a pink latex strapless dress with black heels. Her hair was done in a tight ponytail. She actually looks nice. Not super nice. Just a little nice. Nice enough.

"Let's go!" I bark.

"Keep in mind I'm doing you a favour" she says crossing her arms. "I don't have to show up"

"Kendall it's dinner, and I like being at least an hour early. It's principle. Now, maybe you don't know abou