The Last Laugh

Chapter 27

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Heather's POV:

I watched my favorite show while eating ice cream that Tuesday afternoon. I was more than

comfortable. I felt so at home at Shirley's place. I didn't even bother calling my mother or sister. I

needed them out of my life for some time.

Shirley came downstairs, hopping happily for nothing as usual. She was like the sister I'd never had.

"Hey, hon." she called happily as she collapsed by me, "I've been thinking."

"About?" I asked amused.

"The handsome guy I saw in your office." she pretended to faint. I rolled me eyes and laughed.

"Your crazy." I laughed.

"He's so handsome! I'm sure he likes you." she wriggled her brows and I giggled.

"No way. And even if he does, I have Kevin."

Shirley rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, right. Your feelings for him are as fake as my nails."

I burst out laughing.

"Shirley!"

"What? I'm serious. And by the way, that Sheridan, your childhood lover?"

I looked at her. I'd told her about Sheridan and everything actually. Shirley was the only person I could

trust. When she mentioned his name, I felt a little sting in my heart.

"Yes? What about him?"

She smiled.

"You might think I'm crazy but after the picture you showed me of him, I think that Ace guy looks a little

like him." she smiled playfully. I scoffed.

"Nice try, Shirley. That's not gonna make me fall for him."

"I'm serious!"

"Shirley, Sheridan is probably dead. Please respect his memory."

It hurt to say it.

"But you don't still believe he's dead." she held my hand, "What if he actually came back for you like

he'd promised?"

"Shirley, we were kids."

"But what if?"

I looked at her silently.

"What if it was Ace?" she wriggled her brows playfully. I laughed. Shirley seemed ready to use any NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

story to get me close to that guy.

"You're good. You almost got me." I laughed and playfully hit her. She laughed.

"I know, I know. I'm a good actor and a convincing liar." she laughed and stood up.

"Get out of here." I giggled.

"It's your choice, baby. If you're still on Kevin, then I'll try to get the secretary."

"Suit yourself."

She smiled and turned to leave but then stopped.

"Do you know what the craziest thing would be?" she asked.

"What?"

"If this story I just invented about Sheridan and Ace came to be true."

I looked at her.

"That would be crazy." I mumbled.

"I know right."

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Ace's POV:

Lunchtime reached but I wasn't hungry. I continued to work until Sawyer entered my office. Damn, I'd

forgotten I'd invited her.

"So Ace, where are you taking me?" she asked, sitting down.

"Well, miss Sawyer–"

"Call me Sawyer."

"Okay. I've been quite busy since you left and I totally forgot about the lunch issue. So, I don't really

know where to take you. Where do you wanna go eat?" I asked.

She looked at me.

"There's this nice little restaurant not far away."

I stood up and smiled at her.

"Then lead the way."

Sawyer's POV:

We reached the parking and I watched him make his way towards an Audi. It was his. Damn. He was

filthy rich. If I were him, I wouldn't bother working. I could bet that he was the heir to a huge fortune or

something. He was clearly richer than Kevin. I couldn't miss this opportunity.

I watched him open the car door for me. I smiled and went in. He then joined me in the car and we

drove off.

Once at the restaurant, we took a table and ordered. Ace was such a gentleman and so handsome. But

I knew he was more than that. He was clearly slow water in disguise and was just playing the

gentleman. He was a little naughty and I could make that out just by talking to him. Hm, I liked that.

We ate, chatted and laughed.

"It's delicious." I said referring to food.

"Yeah. I agree." he looked at me eat, "You seem to be enjoying it."

I smirked teasingly as put a peace of meat in my mouth. I decided to take my seduction or flirting a little

further.

I kept my eyes on his and didn't leave his gaze for even a minute.

"Any problem?" he asked with a smirk.

"Are we friends now?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Good. To repay you for this super invitation, I want to invite you too."

"Yes?"

Ace's POV:

I waited for her to speak.

"I want you to come over for dinner at my house, this weekend." she smirked at me.

Sawyer was just as lusty as her mother. It disgusted me. I tried not show it though. I did my best to look

a little interested in her offer.

"I would really love to. But I won't be able to this weekend."

She looked at me and pouted her lips.

"Ooh, seriously?" she asked disappointed.

I tried to look disappointed myself.

"I'm sorry. You don't know how bad I feel right now." I held her hand in mine, "But since we're friends, I'll

make it up to you. What do you want? Ask me anything."

She smirked and slightly bit her lip. I felt an answer I wouldn't appreciate coming.

"Well Ace," she put her hand on mine, "You will have to invite me for dinner too." she slightly caressed

my hand, "At your place of course."

I forced a smirk.

"Great idea."

Yeah, right. The only place she'd be visiting would be hell. How could uncle Ken and Heather be so

different from Christina and Sawyer? They were two worlds apart.

After lunch, we returned to the office. I was afraid not to be able to act for long because I felt instances

would soon reach when Sawyer or her mother would try to kiss me. I had to be very careful.