No Escape from Love novel Chapter 38

"Why are you in such a hurry to find a job?" Lila asked as she handed me a piece of bread.

I took the bread from her, but I was feeling some complicated emotions.

"I want to find a job quickly. Once I'm in a stable situation, I'll bring my mom out of the Hastings residence," I responded.

While the Hastings family hadn't been outright bad to my mom, I kept feeling like she wasn't comfortable staying there.

Lila didn't say much more. She had always been like this. As long as it was a private matter, she wouldn't pry into it unless I brought it up myself.

I took a few bites of the bread.

Lila sighed softly and said, "But the job market isn't great right now, so it's not easy to find a job, Serena. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

I nodded.

I actually had some money with me. The 150 thousand dollars Julian owed me had been paid off by Elena. But that was not enough for my mom to be able to live with me.

Just as I was lost in thought, my phone rang.

It was Alex. He was probably calling for his watch, so I picked up the phone.

"Tomorrow's Saturday. Do you have any plans?" Alex asked on the other end of the line.

I responded reflexively, "I've got nothing planned for now."

"Then come with me to a gala. I'll have the driver pick you up at the university gate in the morning. I've already prepared a gown for you."

"W-Wait…" I stammered and tried to refuse.

"I'll pay you if you come. Twenty thousand dollars—how about it?" he added with a hint of amusement in his voice.

My stupid mouth always worked faster than my brain. But why did mentioning Julian seem to make Alex so unhappy?

"They might be," he replied as he picked up a magazine from the plane's seat pocket.

I couldn't read his expression since the magazine was blocking his face, but he continued, "This gala is quite grand. The Blakes might be a minor family, but they'd likely be on the guest list."

I let out a dejected grunt.

Well, that sucked. But I would turn a blind eye to it since I was making 20 thousand dollars. I could just ignore Julian.

"What are you worried about?" Alex asked as he crossed his legs. Even that action seemed elegant.

He added, "You're my date. If the Blakes want to stir up any trouble, then they'd better look at themselves in the mirror. They'd need to consider if they can afford to offend Hastings Group."

I forced myself to look away from his legs.