Chapter 123. He Is the King

Chantel Raven

I can enjoy myself; I would rather not do it. If I do it, I will do it without him. Having a drink in his hand and a girl on his arm, he stands there. She is leaning on him, and his arm is on her shoulder.

For what it's worth, it's rude. I was wrong; it is not jealousy. It shows disrespect. For God's sake, I am going to marry him!

"You look like you are having an incredible time," someone says.

He smiles and says, "Hi, my name is Avery."

"Hi, Avery, I'm Chantel." I nod. "And yes, I am quite enjoying my evening, thank you."

"Maybe a drink could help," he laughs.

"Please." I gesture toward my empty glass.

He works here too, just like Hera. He is the one giving me my drink since she is busy.

"That is a unique mix I always make. I hope you enjoy it." Avery grins.

I raise an eyebrow at him and take a sip of my drink. "Oh,