Page 149 of Vexatious Queen

“You mean the training camp? Why wouldn’t I be okay? You got an invite, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, but you mentioned that without me there, your spot would be a lock. Just thought you might be annoyed.”

“Thought, or hoped?”

“Maybe both,” I said, smirking.

He snorted. “If I want to be on the team, then I need to beat the best.”

I looked at Sabastian and smiled.

“Are you admitting that I’m the best?”

His eyes narrowed into a glare.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. It’s a figure of speech.”

“Uh huh.”

“What made you change your mind anyway? When I saw you in the pool, you were adamant that you weren’t coming.”

“Ren.”

“That’s it? Ren.”

“Yeah. She made it work. At least, for now,” I said, and knew I owed her for all that she’d done.

Ren had figured out everything that I’d been scratching my head over for weeks. She called people and asked for favors, and she even read over the resumes submitted for an additional manager at Volatile. Ren and Liam had narrowed down the top three choices for me to interview.

On top of all that, she forced me to speak to Edmundo. He said that as long as I could manage forty percent of the responsibilities at Collier, he would take care of the rest. She was fucking incredible, and I certainly didn’t deserve her, but I would never give her up either. Not a fucking chance.

“Tell me what you know about Zigzag,” I said a few minutes later.

“That asshole? He is trying to steal my girlfriend,” Sabastian growled.

This was the first time that I honestly believed he liked Ivy. I’d been convinced that he was using her to get to Ren, but the look in his eyes wasn’t fake. I knew that look.

“Okay…but what else?”

He turned in his seat and stared at me.

“I don’t know much about him. Why are you asking? And don’t say no reason.”

“Seems your daddy knows him really well,” I said, and watched him closely. “So well, in fact, that he became his guardian, so he didn’t end up in prison.”

Sabastian laughed. “Bullshit.”

I didn’t crack a smile as I turned my eyes back to the road.

“If you say so.”

He stopped laughing and was quiet for a long time.

“You’re serious?”

“Of course, I am.”

“Is this just some other ploy to get me to turn against my father?” He grumbled and looked out the window. “Knew I should’ve driven myself.”