Clementine:
"Yeah, so?" he asked, sounding defensive.
"Iโm just asking. Did you know she was going to accuse me of stealing?" I asked, watching him nod.
"I was wandering around when I heard her speak to her mother about the evil plan. The great evil plan."
He rolled his eyes, using his hands as quotation marks.
"Oh," I groaned.
"Yeah, I bought the same necklaceโjust with a few more diamonds. After she left it by the bed, I swapped it with the new one, tossed the old one on the floor, and paid the maid to โfindโ it and bring it in at the perfect moment."
He shrugged, looking proud of himself.
"Thank you," I uttered, and his smile started to fade. Then, in a very serious tone, he mumbled,
"I told you, I will not let anyone bully you here."
At this point, I did not realize that Yorick had walked straight in our direction.
"If you two are done flirting, can we talk about business?" he intervened, taking a sip from the glass.
Even though he was trying to sound nonchalant, his tone suggested he was very tense.
"We are not flirting," both Troy and I said in unison.
Yorick only gave his eyes a hard roll, showing that he did not believe us.
"Anyway, she found a lead," Troy changed the subject quickly, eyeing me when he mentioned me.
"Good," Yorick said. Then he took another sip.
"Am I allowed to be a part of this plan, or am I going to just stand by and watch you all take turns flirting with the beauty of the night?" Yorick taunted.
His words were twisted, and his body language was so tense that even I was feeling negative around him.
"What is up with you?" I asked him.
"We are not flirting around, we are just working," I said, hissing at him.
"Oh really? First, he purchases you a diamond necklace. Then you assign tasks to everyone but me. And now you two are standing here, reminiscing on your old friendship. What is all that about?" he groaned, yapping in one breath. ๐๐๐๐๐จ๐ฒ๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐.๐๐ผ๐บ
"Dude, what are you so pissed about? Do you want a task? Just say it. Clementine, give him some task," Troy said.
His shoulders were wide with pride because he could tell Yorick was bothered that I was paying more attention to Troy and Haiden, which was honestly confusing to me.
It was probably just an alpha ego wanting attention for himself.
"You know what? Fuck you two," Yorick stated, making my eyes go wide.
"I always knew there was something going on between the two of you. But anyways, what is the lead?"
Just after he had stolen the world from under my feet, he hoped that we would have a normal conversation with him.
"Yeah, Yorick, you are out of the plan," I stated.
And the minute I did, I watched his hold on the glass tighten. However, Troy quickly stole the glass from him before he broke it.

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