Chapter 11. Anonymous Text

《 Shirley 》

On my way home after training with Dylan, I received a lunch invitation from my group of best friends. Giddily, I took a shower after I reached home and got ready in a white crop top and denim shorts before heading out.

When I was descending downstairs, I took note that no one was at home. Not even my mom. She was probably at her fashion house. Dad and Adrian were obviously at the office.

Sometimes, I would feel bad that I was the only jobless person in my family, but then it would get swept away by my dream of becoming a car racer. And Dad always told me that it was fine even if I chose to become a housewife. But with my luck, I would probably end up with the worst man alive.

Entering the restaurant where I was supposed to meet up with my friends, I saw them sitting at the corner table.

I waved at them cheerfully and moved towards them. They all started talking all at once.

"You are late, idiot," cursed my closest friend, Violet