Chapter 165: MAYBE A DEAL WITH NEMESIS

GABREILLA POV

The car came to a halt at my garage, and I immediately turned off the car. "My key, please," I requested, and he frowned.

"You act like I'm your driver," he muttered, and I chuckled lightly. I really need to get in quickly; I need to do something about this Nemesis guy and his threat.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go inside really quickly," I responded, and he smiled, walking towards me. He slowly handed over the keys to me, and I smiled at him.

"Thank you," I whispered, and turned to leave. "Wait!" I heard him yell as I was just about to open the door, and I halted, turning to look at him.

"You should let it go," he said, and my face twisted into a frown. I stared at him, confused, as I blinked my eyes quizzically.

"What are you talking about? Let go of what?" I asked curiously, my eyes locked into his.