Chapter 30

Hearing that, Charisse's heart skipped a beat. She quickly said, "No way." "But you two really look good together," the pretty girl said, her eyes gleaming. This girl was gorgeous—so much so that even Charisse couldn't help stealing glances. As for Elliot... sure, watching him throw punches was a little intimidating, but you couldn't deny he was ridiculously good-looking. Seriously, a hot guy and a beauty standing side by side? Total eye-candy. People used to say the same thing about her and Elliot. But there'd always be someone rolling their eyes: "You kidding? How would a rich girl and a housekeeper's kid be a match?" Then came the snide laughs. They never cared if Elliot was around. Actually, they'd often say it loud on purpose. He'd just listen in silence—neither defensive nor dismissive, just... there. Some people liked to stir up trouble: "Hey Elliot, do you have a thing for Miss Walton?" He never answered. Just turned and walked off. Because he knew—whatever he said, whether yes