"Just where are you going? Are you nning to go to Radiantia on foot?" He wondered.


    Allison gave him a side eye, wondering if there was nothing better for him to do instead of following her around like a jobless person.


    "How many times do I have to tell you to stop following me around?" She questioned him, giving up.


    "That was when we were at the university. We are no longer in a close radius of the university so I can follow you around," he replied nonchntly, looking around. "Where are you going anyway? Aren’t you going home?" He repeated his question from earlier.


    Allison contemted if she should tell him or not. But if she didn’t, he would only continue to pester her.


    "I’m looking for a job," she finally replied, bringing out a piece of paper from her pocket and checking the address written on it before resuming her steps.


    "A job?"


    "Yes, a job, Kace. Don’t tell me you don’t know what a job is since you were born rich?" She sighed.


    "I know exactly what a job is," he chuckled lightly. "But what about your job as a makeup artist?" He asked her.


    "The movie is over and I need to find something else to do, Kace. Now, can you leave me alone? I’ve already answered your question," she requested, staring at the convenience store in front of her. She rechecked the address on the piece of paper to make sure it matched.


    Without waiting for Kace to reply, Allison walked into the convenience store, the supermarket was bustling with many people as the staff and customers got busy.


    ’My goodness! This is going to take a while,’ Allison thought to herself.


    Kace stared at the convenience, frowning at how packed it was with customers.


    ’Is she nning to work here?’ He wondered.


    Tapping on her shoulder to get her attention, he said, "I thought you would be going to a salon since you are already a makeup artist. Isn’t being an employee here going to be too much of a hassle for you?"


    Allison sighed when she thought she had already gotten rid of Kace earlier, but too bad he was still around to bother her.


    "I’ve tried several salons but the ones that are near aren’t epting a makeup artist since they already have one with their hairstylist and pedicurists and all that. The ones that are epting are too far away from home and university, so I have to settle for this," she exined, tearing her eyes off him as they searched for the manager.


    When she sighted the man, she ran towards him.


    Kace pretended to buy some groceries as he waited for her. After half an hour, Allison came out through the door with a sour expression.


    Kace quickly paid and followed her when he saw her leaving the store.


    "You didn’t get in?" He asked her.


    Allison turned to look at him with shock evident in her expression.


    "I thought you had already gone." When Kace didn’t reply, she sighed. "I didn’t."


    "If you want, I can help you get a job. What is your course of study?" He asked her despairing knowing the answer to that question. He didn’t want her to know he had already done his research on her.


    "I don’t need your help," she spat, walking to another location.


    "Come on, It’s almost dusk. I’m your friend now after all—"


    "You are not my friend," she snapped.


    "Okay okay, easy. Don’t bite off my head," he teased. "Let’s say it’s a payback for doing what I’d requested of you to do months ago. When I asked you to check the essories Selene would be using at the set," he reminded her but the look on her face was enough for him to realize she wasn’t buying it all. "Don’t be stubborn. We have been walking for hours already, and—"


    "I never asked you to walk with me. If you are tired, you can stop following me."


    Kace pinched his nose bridge in frustration. He only wanted to help her but she wasn’t giving him a chance at all.


    He saw her stiffened, her gaze locked somewhere—at someone.


    He followed her gaze. Itnded on Derek, Allison’s supposed boyfriend Kace met thest time he had spoken to Allison before now.


    But Derek wasn’t alone. His hands were hung around the shoulders of a girl who wore the skimpiest clothes he had ever seen as they headed inside the hotel.


    "Oh look! Your boyfriend seems to have a very good friend by his side as apany," Kace said, sarcasm evident in his tone.