All The Wrong Reason

All The Wrong Reason episode 31

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🌸ALL THE WRONG REASON🌸
🌹EPISODE THIRTY-ONE🌹

Two days later, Yuan and Jill had to say goodbye to
Adrienne. As much as they loved their week in Paris, they
had to go back to reality. They still had jobs that required
them to go back to New York.
Adrienne decided to do what’s right. She sent Jada her
resignation letter. She figured, she’d spent years working
her ass off because she didn’t want to be a failure in her
mother’s eyes. But she was never really her mother. She’s
her stepmother. And her real mother would prefer she
stayed in Paris, if not for good, then for a while longer.
Although he partied like a kid at night time, Jin
actually wore the Starck heir coat pretty well. He made a lot
of progress managing their business. Little by little, her
stepfather trusted him to take the reins of their empire.
A week after Yuan and Jill left, Adrienne’s mother told
her she would meet her at a coffee shop in one of their
hotels and she will introduce her to some of her friends and
their kids, so she could make new friends. The family driver
took her there.

Adrienne must have been in the coffee shop for an
hour yet her mother didn’t make an appearance. She
received a call from her.
“Sweetheart, I’m sorry I can’t make it. But Christine
just might come at any minute. If she reaches there, tell her
I had to rush to meet my editor. But if you could please…
have coffee with her. She’s just in town for a visit. She could
use some company.”
“Okay, Mom.”
She appreciates it that her mother is slowly
introducing her to her circle of friends as part of her family.
She needed to meet new acquaintances to keep herself
from thinking too much about Justin and to keep from
getting bored.

She checked the calendar. Thirty days left. And still no
word from Justin. She resisted the urge to text or call him.
She couldn’t. If he’s doing what he could to get to know his
fiancée, she didn’t want to ruin it.
She badly wanted to tell him about the recent turn of
events in her life. She did not want disturb his focus. She
wanted him to do this on his own, with no influence coming
from her. That wouldn’t be fair.
She must have stayed in the coffee shop, browsing
the internet through her phone, for about three hours. No
one came. Her mother’s friend didn’t make an appearance.
She called her mother.
“So, how was it?” she asked, sounding ecstatic.

“Mama,

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your friend didn’t show up.”
There was silence on the other end of the line. Then
her mother said, “Oh. Okay. She must have been caught up
in something. I’ll give her a call now. Meanwhile, you can
call the driver to take you home.”
“Mama, is your friend all right?”
Her mother sighed on the other line. “I hope so. Don’t
worry about it. I’ll sort it out. I’ll see you at dinner.”
Adrienne went home. When she got to her room, she
saw a box sitting on her coffee table. It was wrapped in
silver wrapper with a metallic purple ribbon.
She read the card.
Boredom kills.
So maybe it’s time you start writing your next
bestseller.
Love,
Jin
She smiled. Her brother was so thoughtful. He was
everything that Kimberly wasn’t. And her heart swelled with
the love that her new family offered her.

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She opened the box and found a brand new Macbook
Air. She couldn’t stop smiling. Jin was absolutely right.
Writing would be the best thing for her to do whilst she
stayed in Paris. She remembered the novel she started
writing. Then she remembered, she can’t work on that
again. She would make herself too heartbroken if she
continued that story. Justin inspired that love story. But now,
her love story with him faced an uncertain ending.

Her mother entered her room.
“Sweetheart, I’m sorry you had to wait in the coffee
shop for nothing,” she said. Adrienne could see the
disappointment all over her face. “My friend’s son’s flight
was delayed.”
“Your friend’s son?” Adrienne repeated. “I thought I
was meeting your friend.”
Her mother stared at her for a while and then she
said, “Oh, yes, yes. Er… Christine was… wasn’t able to make
it to Paris. But her son came to town. And he wanted to see
the sights.”
“Mom, I cannot be a tour guide.” Adrienne said. “I’ve
been here less than two weeks.”
“Yes. But he frequents Paris. He doesn’t need to be
shown around. He just… needed company.”
Adrienne narrowed her eyes at her mother. “Why
me?”
“He’s from the States, too. And I wanted you to meet
my friends’ family. Whenever Christine’s son is here, he
usually didn’t… have any company or friends to tour around
the City.”
“He’s a guy. Maybe Jin would be able to show him a
better time than I would.”
“He’s not Jin’s age. And Jin…hates my circle of friends
and their children. Do you know, he’s met none of my
friends’ children? And he hasn’t gone to any one of my
gatherings or meetings with my friends.”
“Really?”
“If it’s not business-related, he’s not interested.”
“Maybe he can start with meeting Christine’s son.
He’d be a better company than me.”
“Well, Pierre just sent him to Dubai to facilitate the
construction of our hotel there.” Her mother smiled at her.
“Would you be a star and help me out then? I sort of
promised Christine I’d introduce you to her son.”
Adrienne raised a brow. “Mom…just a question. You’re
not setting me up with your friend’s son, are you?”
Her mother stared back at her blankly. And then she
shrugged. “Well…my friends have very good-looking kids.
They’re smart, too, and come from very good families. And I
specifically remember that you were trying to get over some
guy whose parents couldn’t accept you.”
Adrienne laughed. “Oh my God, Mama!” she said.

“Please

stop. I am not looking to jump into a rebound
relationship. I just broke up with my boyfriend ten days ago.
And besides, I sort of promised him I would wait.”
“Wait?” her mother echoed. “Don’t be absurd,
Adrienne. You should not be the one doing the waiting. He
should be chasing after you. His parents should be begging
him to come back to you. You’re my daughter and you’re
beautiful, smart and kind-hearted. Any guy would die to be
in your boyfriend’s shoes right now.”
Adrienne felt happy to hear that for a change, she has
a mother who is truly proud of what she is.

“Mom, don’t worry about me,” she asserted. “I’ll be
okay.”
Her mother sat beside her and put an arm around her
shoulder. “Can you at least promise me you will let me
introduce you to my circle? Okay, you don’t have to start
dating right away. Just…meet new people. I don’t want to
see you wasting your time waiting for somebody who may
not come back to you.”
Adrienne sighed. She didn’t want to do it. But she also
wanted to make her mother feel that she’s trying to fit into her world. And this is the first time that she felt that her
mother actually cared about her.
“I’ll meet new friends,” she said firmly. “But I will not
date anybody romantically, Mom. I promise I’ll try my best
to become friends with your friends’ kids. And they have to
be both boys and girls. Not exclusively boys. I’m all for
making new friends. But I won’t have a boyfriend. Until…”
She sighed. “Until I’m ready.”
Her mother smiled. “Okay. That’s fair enough. By the
way, I’m going to throw a party in two weeks. It’s the best
way to introduce you to the society. Everybody should know
who you are and that you belong to this family.” She kissed
her forehead.

“What?” Adrienne began to protest. She thought this
heiress thing was going to be easy. “Mama, no. It’s not
necessary.”
“Of course it is!” her mother claimed. “To not make
you feel awkward, I’d do it on the same night as my victory
party. My book ‘Clever Tales’ is number one on the New York
Times Bestsellers’ List for six weeks now. I’ve sold about two
million copies. It’s time to celebrate. I do it all the time with
my other books that hit a milestone. And on that night, we
will formally introduce you to everybody.”
Adrienne almost panicked.
Her mother laughed. “You will do great, Adrienne.

You’re my daughter. Just breathe and be yourself. Everybody
will love you. And if they don’t, they can just go to hell. I
don’t care. I’m proud of you.”
Her mother stood up and headed for the door. Then
she turned back to her. “I’ve been a romance novelist for
decades, sweetheart. And I know…you meet the guy for you
at the most unlikely places and situations. You never know.
You just might meet someone who’s really worth forgetting
your ex-boyfriend for.”
Adrienne just smiled at her mother. But in her mind
she thought, I sincerely doubt that, Mom. Nobody is worth forgetting Justin for.

***
The next day, her mother told her to meet her friend,
Christine’s son again. She sat at the same coffee shop for
more than an hour, but this friend’s son was again a no-
show. Honestly, she was getting infuriated. If she didn’t
want to please her mother, she would have left fifteen
minutes ago. Obviously, this guy also didn’t want to meet
her. And besides, how ungentlemanly was it to stand up a
girl two days in a row?
She didn’t plan on dating him. Adrienne saw this as a
meet and greet type of thing. She promised her mother she
would try to befriend those in her circle. But she wondered if
rich kids usually act like this? Do they assume that only their
time matters and to hell with anyone else?
After another ten minutes, she gathered her stuff,
about to leave.

Just then a guy approached her.
“Are you Andrea Blanc? Ariana Starck’s daughter?” he
asked in a cocky voice.
Adrienne stared up at the dark-haired guy standing in
front of her. He wore a pair of shimmery black pants, long-
sleeved black shirt with white tie and white suspenders. His
hair was dark brown and he’s wearing a pair of silver
shades. His plucked brow was raised, and he looked like he
was impatiently waiting for her to answer.

Adrienne nodded.
He immediately pulled the chair opposite from her and
sat down. He pulled his shades up his head and revealed a
pair of electric blue eyes. She was sure he’s wearing contact
lenses to make his eyes appear more striking.

“I’m sorry, I’m late,” he said. Then he paused for a
while and laughed. “Actually, I’m not. I was…with this model
and she was hot!” Then he winked at her.
He then scrolled through the menu and raised his
hand and waived to the waiter. “Hey, waiter guy!” he called
in a very loud voice, the coffee shop actually went quiet.
Adrienne sank lower in her seat and actually used the menu
in front of her to cover her face in embarrassment.
It took a while before the waiter came to their table.

The guy raised a brow at him. “What? You’re going to make
me wait for Christmas?” he asked him. He didn’t wait for the
waiter to reply. “Get me a machito.”
“Excuse me?” The guy blinked back at him. “Sir, what
is that?”
“The coffee? Hello?” the guy said looking at the waiter
as if he thought he was stupid.
The waiter stared at the guy blankly, clearly having no
idea what he meant.

“Are you stu…”
“O-kay!” Adrienne interrupted, before the guy could
actually continue what he was about to say. “I think he
meant macchiato.”
“Yeah, that’s what I said. You deaf or something?” the
guy asked the waiter.
The waiter bit his lip to prevent himself from either
snapping back or laughing his ass off at this imbecile in
front of them.
“Right away,” he said and gave Adrienne a thankful
smile.
“In your dreams, peasant,” the guy in front of her said
under his breath after seeing the waiter smile at Adrienne.

“Excuse me?” Adrienne turned back at the guy. “Who
are you?”
“You don’t know me?” he asked and he looked
genuinely offended that she didn’t recognize him. “Really?
Where have you been?”
Adrienne stared at him blankly. No! She didn’t know
him and she wished she hadn’t even laid eyes on him today.
“I’m… I’m sorry. I… I was confined in a mental
institution for the last ten years. I really have no idea who
you are,” Adrienne said in her most innocent voice.
He grinned at her. “Justin.”
“What?” Adrienne blinked back. The name still makes
her heart beat a thousand times faster.
“My name is Justin. I’m Christine’s son. My mother
said I should meet her friend Ariana’s daughter, Andy. Are
you the daughter? Because I know the Starcks. And…well…
you don’t look half as posh as your brother.”

Seriously? His name is also Justin? God, kill me now!
Bile rose to Adrienne’s throat and she balled her
hands in front of her. She would have hit the guy and she
bet the waiter and the other patrons around them would
love to help her gang up on this asshole. But she cannot
embarrass her mother.
“Okay. It’s nice to meet you, Justin, and now I must
go.” She started to stand up.
But she felt a hand on her wrist, grasping it tightly.
“Sit down, will you?” he asked in a low firm voice that
Adrienne actually scared her a little.
She sat back on her seat and stared at the guy crossly.

“You know, Andy…a lot of girls would die to be in your
shoes right now. Having coffee with me.” He didn’t even get
her name right, but Adrienne felt irritated enough with him,
she didn’t bother correcting him.
Adrienne closed her eyes for a second. She didn’t
remember why she allowed him to stop her from getting up
on her feet and leaving him.

“But my mother begged me to meet you. Get to know
you. Make you head over heels in love, if I didn’t make you
fall in love at first sight. She and your mother are hoping
we’re a perfect match, you know.”
“Oh my God! Maybe they’re right! You’re probably the
answer to my prayers!” Adrienne said sarcastically.
The guy grinned. “Oh sweetheart. I think I am.”
“I’m… I’m sorry. I… I was confined in a mental
institution for the last ten years. I really have no idea who
you are,” Adrienne said in her most innocent voice.

He grinned at her. “Justin.”
“What?” Adrienne blinked back. The name still makes
her heart beat a thousand times faster.
“My name is Justin. I’m Christine’s son. My mother
said I should meet her friend Ariana’s daughter, Andy. Are
you the daughter? Because I know the Starcks. And…well…
you don’t look half as posh as your brother.”
Seriously? His name is also Justin? God, kill me now!
Bile rose to Adrienne’s throat and she balled her
hands in front of her. She would have hit the guy and she
bet the waiter and the other patrons around them would
love to help her gang up on this asshole. But she cannot
embarrass her mother.

“Okay. It’s nice to meet you, Justin, and now I must
go.” She started to stand up.
But she felt a hand on her wrist, grasping it tightly.
“Sit down, will you?” he asked in a low firm voice that
Adrienne actually scared her a little.
She sat back on her seat and stared at the guy crossly.
“You know, Andy…a lot of girls would die to be in your
shoes right now. Having coffee with me.” He didn’t even get
her name right, but Adrienne felt irritated enough with him,
she didn’t bother correcting him.

Adrienne closed her eyes for a second. She didn’t
remember why she allowed him to stop her from getting up
on her feet and leaving him.
“But my mother begged me to meet you. Get to know
you. Make you head over heels in love, if I didn’t make you
fall in love at first sight. She and your mother are hoping
we’re a perfect match, you know.”
“Oh my God! Maybe they’re right! You’re probably the
answer to my prayers!” Adrienne said sarcastically.
The guy grinned. “Oh sweetheart. I think I am.”
Adrienne groaned. Not only is this guy a total douche,
he’s also a moron.
The waiter reappeared with his macchiato. The way he
treated him, she wouldn’t be surprised if the waiter spat in
his coffee. She wanted to warn him about it, but she
thought, hell! He deserved it! In fact, she wished the waiter
did.

“How did our mothers meet?”
The guy shrugged. “Old family friends. Then they were
roommates in college,” he replied. “Closer than sisters. I
think they got it in their heads that they should be family. So
they’re hoping we start hooking up.”
“Seriously?”
The guy nodded. “You up for it?” he asked and gave
her a smoldering look.
Adrienne resisted the urge to vomit right then and
there.
“I’m sorry…” she said. “But I think…you’re waaay out
of my league.” She tried to smile sweetly.

The guy leaned back on his seat and drank his
‘machito’. When he put his cup down, he had coffee froth all
over his mouth that he actually looked like he was sporting
a mustache. He didn’t even make an effort to wipe it off.
“That’s what I thought,” he said. “I only date models.”
“Shocking!” Adrienne said under her breath.
“So, how come I didn’t know about you, Andy? We
don’t see you at the Starcks’ events. We knew Ariana had a
daughter, but we never saw you before.”
“I told you, I was in a mental institution, remember?”
He blinked back at her. “Oh, that wasn’t a joke?” he
asked.

“I don’t have a sense of humor,” she replied flatly.
She thought that if he really thought she was cuckoo
he would tell his mother there is no way in the world they
would hook up.
“Don’t worry. Girls go crazy about me, too.” And he
gave her a wink again. Then he stared at her with narrowed
eyes, which he probably thought was s£xy.

“Is something wrong with your eyes?” Adrienne asked.
“Why?” He sounded like he was panicking. “Are they
still red? Damn those Visines!” he said.
“Visine?” Adrienne echoed. “You meant to tell me your
eyes were red before you came to meet me? What? Are you
on drugs?”
He laughed. “No. I don’t really consider pot drugs.
Duh!”
Pot? Is he serious?
Adrienne was interrupted by the ring of her phone. It
was her mother.

“Mama.”
“Hey, sweetheart,” she said. “So, have you met
Justin?”
“Hmmm…” she simply said.
“Isn’t he wonderful? I swear if I was only your age…”
“Mama, I thought Pierre was the love of your life.”
“Of course, he is!” Her mother laughed. “But I was just
saying that Justin is a dreamboat!”
“Yeah…he is…out of this world.” She didn’t want to be
rude in front of this moron.
“Treat him well. He’s my oldest friend’s son. He’s a
very nice guy once you really get to know him. I think the
two of you could really become good friends.”
“You don’t say.” Adrienne tried to put a smile on her
voice.

“Talk to you later.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
She turned back to Justin, the moron.
“Okay so my mother asked me to take you out
tonight,” Justin said. “What do you say, meet me at
Rendezvous bar at nine?”
“Is that really necessary?”
He raised a brow at her. “Hey. I don’t like you, either,”
he said. “I’d rather be fvcking the lingerie model I brought
back to my hotel room a while ago. But as it is, it would
make our mothers happy to see that we at least tried,
right?”
Of all the things that came out of his mouth, the last
sentence was the only thing that made sense to Adrienne.
“After tonight, you could tell your mother what you said to
me. That I was way out of your league. I’m pretty high
maintenance.”
“Really? High maintenance would be an
understatement!” Adrienne rolled her eyes. “Seriously, lady.
When my mother said she’d like me to hook up with
Ariana’s daughter, an heiress, I was actually expecting the
likes of Paris Hilton or I don’t know… Ivanka. You know. Posh.

Sophisticated.”
“And when my mother told me to try to befriend one
of her friends’ sons, I was expecting to meet… I don’t
know…Peter Parker, maybe. Smart. Funny. Interesting.”
Adrienne said, feigning a smile.
“Oh, lady. I am interesting—I’m just not interested in
you.”
“Oh, thank God! I’m saved!” Adrienne said, rolling her
eyes.
“Yeah, yeah. Nine p.m., Rendezvous. Here’s my
business card,” he said and he handed her a card.
It was black with silver letters on them. Adrienne read
it.

Justin J.
Making all other men less attractive since 1989.
Email: justins£[email protected]
Adrienne stared back at the guy. “Seriously? You call
this a business card?
He winked at her and gave her another smoldering
look. This was probably the first time she encountered a guy
who has a pickup business card.
Is this guy for real?
He stood up. “See you tonight, Andy.” And he went off.
The waiter was about to catch him but he was too fast and
Adrienne was left on the table openmouthed. The waiter
then gave her the bill.
“He even made you pay for his coffee?” the waiter
asked her.
She sighed. “Terrible. That was the most despicable
human being!”
“Well, some rich brats are like that,” the waiter said. “I
am sorry your date was a douche.”
“He’s not my date. And I am sorry I met him, too.”

He handed her the bill. “I just need your signature. Mr.
Starck will take care of the bill.”
Adrienne shook her head. “No. It’s not that much. And
I don’t want my brother to hunt that guy down and punch all
his teeth down his throat.” In her mind, she smiled. Yes. She
actually has a sibling who would do that for her now.
The waiter smiled. “He’d deserve it.”
Adrienne placed a couple of bills on the folder he gave
her. She doubled the bill for his tip. Then she thanked the
waiter and went into the Rolls Royce that her stepfather
owned.

She was going to meet up with that douchebag again
tonight. And she just couldn’t help panicking about how she
would survive another minute with him.

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