Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk (Williams and Shawn)

Brooklyn was fluent in English and could easily catch Breanna's drift. She was

naturally aloof, rarely cracking a smile, and usually wore a cool expression. When Breanna threw her a compliment, Brooklyn, with her poker face intact, simply said, "I'm not into women, or men for that matter."

"Are you asexual?" Breanna blurted out, without a second thought.

Allison gave a slightly awkward grin, her lips twitching a bit. "You really know how to say anything that comes to mind, don't you? Aren't you worried she'll sock you one?"

Breanna pouted, feeling a tad wronged. "She said it herself!"

Brooklyn chimed in, still unfazed, "I only punch folks who pose a threat to the boss."

Joy mused aloud, "But honestly, Brooklyn's more handsome than most guys!"

Allison chuckled, "I second that."

Brooklyn's expression didn't waver.

Breanna sighed dramatically, "Since joining our law firm, I swear my taste has skyrocketed. Allison, you're stunning, and Watson and Mr. Fisher are drop-dead gorgeous. Now we have Brooklyn, our dashing female bodyguard. No wonder I can't find a boyfriend-my standards are through the roof."

Joy laughed, "Don't worry, Breanna. We've got time, no need to rush."

"Easy for you to say," Breanna teased, casting a sideways glance. "You and

London have something going on, huh? I've seen him picking you up from work a lot."

Joy blushed, her gaze dropping shyly.

"Are you and London an item now?" Allison asked, surprised, turning to Joy. "When did this happen? Why didn't you spill the beans?"

Joy, still blushing, replied, "Oh, nothing's official yet. He's been trying to win me over, but I haven't said yes."

Allison grinned, "Judging by your face, it seems like you're into him. It's only a matter of time before you say yes."

Joy nodded, cheeks glowing.

"By the way, how's Peyton doing?" Allison asked. "I've been swamped and haven't had the chance to check on her."

Joy replied, "Peyton's loads better. She got out of the hospital a few days ago and is back at school."

"That's a relief," Allison said. "Did they manage with the funds we sent? School expenses can stack up, and I wonder if London can handle it all by himself."

After Peyton's successful surgery, Allison had given London and

Peyton a bank card loaded with cash intending to support Peyton through college, and help London if he wanted.

Initially, the siblings had declined.

London shook his head, "Allison, you've already done so much. You saved my

sister's life; we can't take more."

Peyton echoed, "Yeah, Allison, I can't accept more from you."

"London," Allison said earnestly, locking eyes with him, "Your sister will need ongoing check-ups and treatments, and education isn't cheap There's an old saying, 'I' you're going to help someone, help them all the way.' I have the means to support you both, and want to do this. You're young, and working yourself to exhaustion isn't sustainable. If you collapse, what happens to your sister? Would you want her to drop out to work for your treatment? That's just backwards."

Eventually, London took her words to heart.

He accepted the card, solemnly promising Allison, "I won't forget your kindness, Allison. I'll repay you one day."

Peyton chimed in with resolve, "Allison, I'll study hard, get into a good college, and land a great job to repay you."

"Great," Allison smiled warmly, "Just keep at it and live well."

"Absolutely!" the siblings answered together.

...

The group of young women strolled

along the bustling sidewalk, their chatter and laughter mingling with the lively street sounds. The evening breeze playfully tousled their

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while the setting sun cast a warm, golden glow over the busy street, stretching their shadows long behind them.