“I’m your only brother, idiot!” he rolled his eyes at me. I guess, one could call it a palace. “Yeah! The building looked like a cross between Victorian style and American foursquare, lined with yellow ruff tiles on the walls and dark brown bricks on the roof. “I’m not shitting you, Liam!” I laughed, “Honest! “Lucky me,” I grinned, going to the bathroom. She plays in the school softball team. “Oh, my God!” I exclaimed, standing up quickly to shake his hand, “I knew I had seen you somewhere before.”
Kevin McGarry is a famous billionaire entrepreneur with business interests in real estate, oil, and packaging industries. At least, I will be making the green.”
“Good for you, Em!” he said, ruffling my hair, “Good for you.”
“I don’t know about sexy,” I said to him, “But yeah, I’m supposed to wear a uniform.”
“Hah! I pedalled my way back home at around thirty minutes past three in the evening. I guess, one could call it a palace. I forgot the most important detail.”
“What?” he asked me curiously.
