10. The Card Belongs to me!

For a moment, I am confused.

Of course, the card belonged to Jace Greyson. That shouldn’t create any issues, because my frickin name is Jace Greyson. Had Coraline hit her head somewhere? Was that the reason why she was acting so goddamned strange today?

“I knew that you were up to something sketchy,” Coraline goes on to say, “This card is clearly not yours, you have stolen it from somebody. Who did you steal from? Do you know how much these cards are worth?”

“What? I didn’t steal it, because that’s my card, and that’s my name,” I insist, “I’m Jace Greyson!”

The waiter looks in between us, and his brows furrow, “Sir,” he addresses me, “this is a very valuable card, and the miss’s claim is a serious offense. I don’t think I can let you go. We thought you were wealthy upon your initial reaction to our mistake, but now I’m starting to think that it isn’t the case.”

Why, the gall

I step forward and grab the card from Coraline’s hand, making her yelp, and read the name on the card.

Jace Greyson.

What was she so confused about?

And then it hits me

I wasn’t Jace Greyson always. When I was in high school, my surname was different. Instead of using my father’s surname, I was using my mother’s surname. It was only after graduating that I changed my name to what I was using now.

including Coraline and Jon knew me as Jace Pastor.

of history and secrets between the circumstances of my name which I do not want to reveal to anyone, so I

Coraline spits, her eyes narrowing even more, “No ordinary person can get their

I’m supposed to convince you

know what, folks,” the waiter looks in between us and puts up his hands, “I’m just going to let you two figure it out. The bill is paid so I got no obligation

he leaves me in the

not now,” Coraline seethes, “You’re clearly a thief. I thought you were better than this, Jace. You used to be

truth when they see it,” I snap back, “Also, don’t act like you’re all high and mighty now, what you did in the restaurant

from someone rich,” she takes out her phone from the purse slung across her

the idea of getting entangled in a police investigation in the middle of all

More and more vehicles come to park in the restaurant parking lot, and music starts to come from the reception room. Clearly, the Alumni Association party was going on. So why is Coraline out here arguing with me rather than going in and having fun with her

for

one, in fact, I do not

“Look, I got

is this great idea you’ve conjured that can prove who

to do this,” I sigh, “But go

What?”

you I am who I really am,” I reply, “I’ll call my driver now to pick me up, and he’ll

me to go to

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