His Chase

27 | His Chase

Gray called Skyler mostly smirking, "We will join you guys later, and don't forget you owe me bitch."

Skyler winked over his friend before he kept tucking on Mabel's wrist.

Mabel walked closer to him, heels tapping on the marble floor, "What is all this?" They pass through the crowd making their way to the corner area.

Skyler gleamed, "Are you surprised?"

"Very."

He slows down near a glamorous bar. Branded alcohol and liquor lined up upon the rows behind the bartender who was skillfully mixing the drinks and sliding it towards the pretty amused guests. Skyler asks the bartender for a virgin margarita. He made Mabel sit on the high stools.

Mabel nervously gulped, "Anyways, whose party is this?"

Skyler chuckled, propping his elbows on the glass surface of the counter, "Dylan's dad is the founder of the Albrecht Corp and today it's his birthday."

Mabel sat in astonishment, choking on the drink, "Dylan Rodriguez is a son of Marcus Albrecht?" She knew the surname was familiar, she has come across that name before, reading once or twice in one of the business magazines which her dad leaves on the dining table after breakfast. Marcus Albrecht was a known personality in the town. His name makes the headline for his success story.

Skyler nodded, laughingly at Mabel's unbelievable expression.

Mabel took another sip, "You are lying right?"

Skyler laughed a little louder this time, "No. I'm not. His parents are divorced and then he took after his mom's surname. His dad invites him every year to this grand event and his mom forces him to at least attend his father's birthday."

Mabel sat the glass down on the counter, "So you guys tag along too?"

Skyler nods. Mabel squints at him, "I still can't believe this, you know? Dylan studies at a public school. He could be Dylan Albrecht." Mabel sighs, looking over the exhilarating venue. The woman nearest in her sight was laughing with the fancy group she stood around, holding a Champagne-filled glass. The man with the thick glass reached out his hand to shake with someone to his front. The waiters glided in between serving. The adults were having the best time it looked.

Skyler glances over, following her gaze, "Dylan says he doesn't belong here."

As Mabel was trying to sip in the information inside her brain, Riley and Dylan saunter, making their way to the bar but there was also Dylan's dad walking along with a woman beside him. Mabel looked over Skyler panicking, knowing Marcus Albrecht in his expensive suit was nearing them. Mabel stood on her heels beside Skyler's warmth.

The handsome old man with his perfect trimmed French cut beard, flashing his perfect white teeth reached, "Oh Skyler, my boy, how are you?" His voice deeper, he matched Skyler's height. The woman beside Marcus in her closely fitted lilac color silk dress beamed too. They smelled fancy.

Skyler shook Marcus' hand, "Happy birthday sir."

He laughed deeply, "Come on, you can call me Marcus."

Dylan dramatically rolled his eyes, standing behind his dad.

Marcus' green eyes enthralled over Mabel. Dylan resembled the same eye color. Mabel grew nervous as Marcus' face twisted in confusion.

Dylan peered, "This is my friend Mabel and also Skyler's girlfriend."

Marcus held his rough hand in front of Mabel with a smile and when she realized it, she placed her tiny hand in his. Marcus kissed softly at the back of her hand, "Nice to meet you, young lady."