Chapter 46. A Confession

Laird’s POV

"What did you say?”

Fenella stared at me, her mouth agape and her forehead creased. I almost ignored all of Fenella's reactions as I chose to focus on driving to Fenella's apartment. It wouldn't be funny if we got into another car accident just because of that girl's shrieking.

"Are you seriously suggesting that to me? Are you out of your mind?" she asked, still in a high voice.

I glanced at Fenella, and it seemed like she completely rejected my suggestion. I knew the girl wouldn't accept my advice, but I kept trying. I would keep trying until she stopped engaging in some madness with a sociopath named Alan Schmidt.

"Trust me, Fenella. I know people like Alan well. He's not someone you can trust," I insisted to the girl.

"Yes, but should I stop being a model and leave Gene just because of Alan? Uh, no, Mr. Great Evans. I will be Gene's top model, period."

Her hands were folded, and she stared at me as if I ha