For the upcoming few days, a routine became set for Yvette to face every day. Yvette tried to stay as much as she could at her university library to escape the least bit of possible interaction with Irvyn. But to her surprise, whenever she was ready to head back home in the afternoon thinking that he might be in his office working, she would be welcomed by his appearance at the entrance. The first few times, she would get really pissed off, glaring at him. A few times she would even speak to make him stop.
"Do you even have any idea how much attention you are grabbing here?" Yvette stormed at the man leaning his back against his luxurious car. "You are a famous figure, let me remind you if you forget that by any chance."
"I am sure I didn't forget that. But if doing this gives me a chance to talk to you, then why not?" Irvyn responded to her, while tucking his phone away in his suit pocket.
