<h4>Chapter 155: Considering</h4>


    "That reveal was so hot."


    Mnie rolled her eyes at La’s dramatic deration but continued munching on her food.


    La,pletely unfazed, pressed on with a dreamy sigh, "I mean, seriously—if you were my wife, I would’ve thrown my heart at your feet! They had so many incriminating pictures and then to add to that the usation, etc. Anyone would have been suspicious or at least wary! But not you! You did not jusrt believe in him, you went and even saved his reputation for him. You were like a knightess in shining armor... No, scratch that. A <i>goddess</i> in shimmering battle gear who descended from the heavens to save him from absolute ruin. He’d have to be made of stone to not feel moved!"


    Mnie rolled her eyes, picked up a fry and stuffed it into her friend’s mouth and said "La,are you giving yourselfpetition in ttering me now? Come off it. It’s like you’ve be the president of my fanclub."


    "Oh, please! This isn’t ttery—it’s just facts! Think about it. There’s a reason why all those ssic tropes exist—girls falling for their saviors and whatnot. It’s because it makes our hearts go all fluttery and weak-kneed! And don’t even try to tell me Hotness Overload Adam wasn’t affected. Whatever you did must’ve sent shockwaves through his very soul. I swear, I wish I’d been there to witness it in high definition, slow motion and all!"


    Mnie shrugged nonchntly, a sly glint in her eyes. "I don’t know about his <i>heart</i> fluttering... but something else was definitely doing some fluttering."


    La paused mid-bite and slowly turned to stare at her, eyes narrowed with suspicion and intrigue. She picked up a lone French fry and wagged it threateningly at Mnie’s face.


    "Miss Mnie," she said, voice low and dramatic, "the cameras—<i>all</i> the cameras—clearly caught you leaving the venue with Mr. Adam Hotness Incarnate. So tell me... did he perhaps repay you the old-fashioned way? You know, like in those ancient scrolls of seduction, where a man repays a woman’s heroic deeds with his body? Are you no longer virgin Mnie?"


    Mnie shook her head and answered,"I am still that but..." Her cheeks heated as she told La about what they’d done and how he’d made here... before they had been interrupted.


    La had no idea how to close her mouth. She was in shock as she stared at her friend and hissed," Holy sh**! Mnie Collins! Instead of jumping his bones, you actually hid in your room? What is wrong with you?"


    Mnie threw her hands up, looking somewhere between exasperated and embarrassed. She did not tell that she had even considered hiding there for a few days instead of just a few hours. "What was I supposed to do, huh? Just throw myself at him like some oversexed, on the shelf, desperate heroine in an old romance novel?"


    La didn’t even blink. Instead, she leaned back, arms crossed, and gave Mnie the most unimpressed look known to mankind. "Uh... <i>duh</i>. Yes. That’s exactly what you were supposed to do. I meane on... that man is your husband only for three years... you need to ’milk’ that really well okay... if you get what I mean."


    To really drive the point home, she added a crude hand gesture that made her meaning crystal clear but made Mnie turn a deep shade of red. "a!", she hissed, swatting at her. "That is so inappropriate. You’re unbelievable."


    "And you," La said, pointing a finger at her like a disappointed teacher, "are a frustratingly hot, emotionally repressed, self-sabotaging <i>disaster</i>. Do you have any idea how many women would havemitted several minor crimes just to be in your ce?"


    Mnie gave her a dry look. "Trust me, I have a very clear idea. But that is not the point the thing is..."


    "Don’t try todeflect," La snapped, but then paused when she noticed the slight shift in Mnie’s expression. "Wait... what is it?"


    "There’s something I haven’t told you yet." She paused, then leaned in a little, lowering her voice. "There’s a possibility he has a kid. With Saira Vaugn."


    La blinked. "I’m sorry, what?"


    Mnie nodded grimly. "Yeah. I don’t know for sure, and neither does he. That is why he has been letting her hover around him instead of aggressively throwing her out of his life. He wants to know the truth first—wants confirmation that she either miscarried or gave birth."


    La whistled. This was really unexpected. Marrying and then going their separage ways after both of them had fun was different than being a stepmother to a child. But what shocked her even more was what Mnie said next, " If she did have his kid, she could use that to keep him on a leash. I can’t shake the feeling she’ll try to ckmail him. Guilt him. Maybe even try to cozy back into his life if it serves her purpose."


    La tilted her head and stared at Mni, studying her carefully. Her friend might not know it yet but she was already deeply involved," You’ve thought deeply about this. Why? Are you nning to y the Kinght again?"


    Mnie didn’t answer right away. Her fingers toyed with the edge of her napkin, her gaze distant as she tried to think of something. She was sure that she was forgetting something. But to La, she said, "I don’t know. I mean... I didn’t n to save him the first time either. It just... happened. And I doubt I can ’save’ him again. I mean there is nothing I can do..."


    Knowing her friend, La did not try to dissuade her or even ask her if what she meant, she simply finished thest of the fry and ask her," So, how do you n to find the truth?Bribing a nurse at maternity clinics around the world? Some other hidden technology like the Lexa one, that themon people are unaware of?"


    Mnie sent her a look that said Le knew her too well.