Chapter 101 An Old Friend

**Thelma Zane’s POV** I’d bet anything that Ryan’s jaw had dropped so low a light bulb could fit inside. He hastily adjusted his disheveled shirt and pulled the indifferent Carolyn behind him, like a child caught misbehaving. Then, with an air of false authority, he barked, “Why are you here? This is a restricted area! Unauthorized individuals aren’t allowed in!” “Unauthorized?” Avril responded with biting sarcasm, her smirk sharp enough to cut glass. “Oh, I see. The great literary genius has fallen from grace. Used to strut into the drama club like you owned the place, didn’t you? Must feel different sneaking around like a rat now, huh?” “You!” Ryan’s face contorted with rage, his clenched fists trembling. If it weren’t for our group’s strength in numbers, I was certain he’d have lunged at Avril. Carolyn, meanwhile, looked more amused than concerned, clearly enjoying the escalating drama. Her expression betrayed no hint of loyalty to the man who had been clinging to her