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.

school, including Coraline and Jon knew me as Jace Pastor. But Jace Pastor didn’t exist

which I do not want to reveal to anyone, so

narrowing even more, “No ordinary person can get their kid a card like this. Who is

don’t know how I’m supposed to convince

his hands, “I’m just going to let you two figure it out. The bill is paid so I got

me in the parking

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

back, “Also, don’t act like you’re all high and mighty

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

you crazy? You’re taking this too far!” I screech, not fancying the idea of getting entangled in

us, the twilight was turning to night. 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

than for her to leave me

buzzes in my mind. It’s not a particularly good one, in fact, I do not

I got an

this great idea you’ve conjured that

loathe to do this,” I sigh, “But go

What?”

can show you I am who I really am,” I reply, “I’ll call my driver now to pick me up, and he’ll set things straight. I’ll use this card and prove to you that it

at me, “You want me to go to dinner

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