65 Chapter 16 (2/2)
She was stopped when a sudden splash brought her mind back to where she currently was while releasing the pressure from her hand that was holding Asher's arm. Composing herself, she uncaringly looked behind her.
All the guests woke up from the trance and instantly, their eyes turned towards the sound.
At the cobbled pathway where the guests entered and walked like models on a runway, there were ponds at each side of the path. Illuminating the whole catwalk were sculptures of swans, flying fishes and light orbs like bubbles floating on water. There was an out of place shadow in the artificial pond which made the onlookers gossiped in controlled whispers and curious stares.
Evangeline smirked when she saw who was in the water. It was that girl, Satele Risova, downing the staffs uniform, soaked from knee to toe. At the side, some women were snickering while their faces held fake concerns.
It was a no brainer those women had something to do with Satele ending up in the pond.
Raising her brow, Evangeline resumed walking, not one bit interested in the drama. But she halted once more when she felt the man beside her had stopped moving. Gazing at Asher who was still looking back, the shadows made his face indiscernible.
Gossip
Gossip
”What happened?”
”Seems like the waitress fell in the water.”
”Such a careless thing. I can't believe they hired a clumsy fool.”
Satele lowered her head, but then she realized her hair was tightly raised in a high ponytail thus unable to hide whatever face she had left.
Avoiding her eyes from the crowds, she didn't want to see their judgmental looks and those hypocritical display of concern. She secretly bit her lips and glared at those women who pushed her when she was minding her own business of greeting the guests. Those women who were at the same school as her.
”What a useless thing. Can't even do a simple job and greet the guests. Where did the management find this girl?”
When she heard the snickers and comments directed at her, Satele's eyes stung while her body shivered. She refused to show any weakness. But try as she might, her limbs were numb from embarra.s.sment and humiliation that it refused to move. She was afraid if she did move, she would fall into the water, face first.
She was beginning to feel helpless at her current predicament. She wanted to ran yet she couldn't feel her limbs while the surging blood from anger, embarra.s.sment, helplessness made her dizzy, and the nasty comments and hypocritical concerned looks made her stomach churned and bile rose to her throat.
She wanted to ran and be out of sight. Wanted to hide, away from the sickening buzzing noises and those malicious gazes laced in false concern — but she couldn't.
She couldn't even breathe normally. Her lips quavered, trying to hold her sob. She couldn't speak. She couldn't open her mouth. Afraid if she did, she would burst out crying.
Someone…
… someone….
… anyone….
Save me…!
Her unbending eyes started to cloud and dull, searching for someone she knew who would help — anyone to pull her out of the water.
Yet only the cold and ruthless gazes reciprocated hers, waiting for her to show weakness to ridicule.
Biting her tongue, she tried to hold the tears threatening to leave her eyes, but no such luck as a single tear managed to escape — then followed by another and another.
Aldrick!
SPLASH!