Chapter 129

One of the men at the table looked up and squinted. ‘Hey. Who the hell are you? How’d you get in here?’ Another twisted around and whistled. ‘Who ordered a call girl?’ ‘Not me.’ ‘You stupid fuck, that’s not a call girl. Not dressed like that.’ I walked in. A guy with patchy facial hair stood up and waved a hand. ‘Alright, seriously, who even are you?’ I kicked aside a banana peel on the floor and said, ‘I’m the one who pays the rent.’ The laughter came immediately. ‘This place belongs to Priya. You her stalker or something?’ I stared at the ceiling and exhaled hard through my nose. ‘Funny. No one told me the flat changed its last name to Sharma.’ That finally got them quiet. Neal had turned around, gaping. Leila Sharma rushed out of the kitchen. Rohan popped up from the sofa, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Leila threw on a wide smile. ‘Mirabelle, darling! You should’ve called. Come, come, sit—’ She shoved the guys aside and started brushing off the sofa cushions with both hands like it’d