"Why, though?" Xin asked, though he already had an inkling of why.
Tyler sighed and looked at Xin with pity while he scrolled through his phone and showed it to him. "From all the women that you have to ride with, why did it have to be Lady Seraphina?"
Xin saw on the screen images of him with Seraphina, and there were even videos showing the times when he rode in her car.
"Is that legal?" Xin only uttered, feeling overwhelmed by the invasion of privacy.
To which Tyler laughed. "Sadly, it is. The students are worse than the paparazzi! Especially when it comes to Lady Seraphina's life. That woman is so popular here; she has her own fan base!"
"I could only guess," Xin said, glancing away.
"But anyway, what is your relationship with her?" Tyler asked, his eyebrows wiggling mischievously. "If Meilyn sees this, that poor girl would cry."
"Meilyn broke up with me," Xin replied calmly.
Tyler paused, and his smile faltered. "Oh . . . right . . . you probably know that she . . ."
