Bonnie placed her phone on the table and pushed it toward him, feeling inexplicably awkward. "My X account got hacked..."
Derek let out a low, mocking laugh.
Bonnie instantly flushed with anger. "Help me, quickly!"
Derek lazily cast her a sideways glance, reached out, and took her phone. "You were my girlfriend for eight years, and you still let your account get hacked? Embarrassing."
Bonnie: "..."
His fingers were long and clean. Holding the phone with one hand, he tapped swiftly, and within moments, tossed it back to her. "Done."
Bonnie took it, delighted. "Thank you!"
Derek propped his chin on his hand, watching her delicate, fair face, a slow smile curling on his lips.
Bonnie logged back into X successfully. Seeing the flood of comments, she frowned and posted:
"My account was hacked last night. The post was not made by me. I will have my team investigate."
The comments flooded in:
[??? Haha, of course she claims her account was hacked. Knew it.]
