[Samuel: Why are you always so rude to me?]
[Owen: Because your ugly face makes me puke]
[Samuel: Hey, that hurt. I am not ugly]
[Owen: Take a look at the mirror first you ugly son of a b*itch]
Samuel frowned and was about to type another message when Katheirne said, "Such a cute conversation—" She looked at him. "Do you like him?"
"What?" he scoffed and quickly locked his phone. "Are you crazy? Why would I like him?"
"Why not?" Katherine pouted her lips. "He is cute, handsome and rich."
"He is straight and so am I," he stated.
"Who are we talking about here?" Joshua wrapped his hands around Katherines waist.
"Owen Volkov." When his face turned pale, she chuckled, "So you still haven't met him?"
"Not yet." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "And I don't want to."
