Leia’s heart ached for Renee as she listened to herints. “I get it, Renee, I really do…


    As for me, I’m Seraphina to Xavier Stuart. He just wants me as his rebound, and uses me


    like a tool to make him feel better about his unrequited love. His ex just needed to shed a


    tear… and I lost.”


    Leia looked contemtive, then suggested, “Why don’t you cry to Stefan? Maybe he’ll


    remember you then.”


    Renee was a little tipsy after all the liquor, and actually thought Leia’s suggestion made


    sense. “Hey, you’re right. I’m his real love interest, so why should I suffer?! I should just go


    to him and start crying… I wouldn’t know unless I try, right? Make yourself at home, Leia. I


    have something to deal with right now.”


    Stefan had clearly abducted Jovan to get back at her! Spurred on by that thought and liquid


    courage, and havinge up with a n to demand Jovan’s release, she chugged her


    drink and got up, ready to leave.


    Leia was drawing a nk, and quickly chased after her. “Where are you going, Renee?”


    “To find Stefan, and cry him a river!” Renee said cheerfully. Stefan was spiteful, but she was


    sure his grudge would disappear when he saw her cry.


    “I-I’m going too!” Leia eximed, wobbling to her feet.


    “Yes, let’s cry together and hysterically—as many times as we want until we annoy him.


    Let’s see if he will still harass me after.” Renee took Leia’s hand, and they left menacingly.


    Beside them Chase and Plum, Leia’s maid, were left exchanging nces.


    “Are those two really going to be alright?”


    “Probably. Individually, they’re scary when they lose it, so they’ll probably be invincible if


    they lose it at the same time.”


    They held faith in Renee and Leia’s abilities, and allowed them to do as they liked.


    Renee whipped out her phone and smoothly keyed in Stefan’s number-she may have


    blocked him across the years, but she always saved his number.


    She called the number and waited.


    Stefan just happened to be chugging ss after ss with Xavier at the most expensive


    booth seats in Bar of Fame, and had left his phone with Elijah.


    Elijah answered Renee’s call, and the woman immediately snapped,” Where are you,


    Stefan Hunt?!’


    “Who is this?” Elijah asked warily, finding the voice somewhat familiar.


    “It’s Renee. You left me a note asking me to find you, didn’t you?!”


    “R-Renee…” Elijah was overjoyed-it was the missus! The ancient ship he swore fealty to


    was sailing again!


    “We’re at the VIP Zone of the Bar of Fame. Hurry over to the second floor— your seat is


    waiting!” Elijah said quickly, happy to help.


    Hence, Renee and Leia took a taxi despite being absolutely drunk, and headed straight


    towards the Bar of Fame!? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.