Chapter 32

Hearing some juicy gossip was one thing–it felt great. But when it was the kind that could blow up, even making a clean exit became a challenge.

“Jeffrey, I think that was just a friendly hug between old friends. No need to read too much into it,” Stanley said, trying to lighten the mood and catch his breath.

Gregory thought, ‘Maybe you should just stop talking”

Clearly missing Jeffrey’s icy glare, Stanley went on, “Besides, you and Rebecca have been married with kids for years. Ian’s crush is ancient history by now.”

Worried about getting dragged into the mess, Gregory asked seriously, “Mr. Garcia, are you thirsty?”

“Nope,” Stanley blurted out defensively.

Gripping the wheel with a sweaty hand, Gregory insisted, “I think you’re thirsty.”

Finally feeling the tension ease a bit, Stanley muttered, “Jeffrey, what’s wrong with your assistant? First he blocks me from leaving, and now he’s trying to force water on me.”

Jeffrey turned slowly toward him. “I think you’re thirsty, too.”

“I-” Stanley’s words caught in his throat under Jeffrey’s dangerous look.

‘What was I thinking? Lactually believed I was getting through to him,‘ Stanley thought.

Heart pounding, he grabbed a water bottle and sat back down obediently. “Well, if you say I’m thirsty, then I’m thirsty,” he

said.

Jeffrey looked away, his eyes darkening. ‘lan? I’ve almost forgotten this guy,‘ he thought.

The car continued down the street before following Rebecca and lan into an upscale restaurant. Through the window, Jeffrey watched the two step inside, laughing and chatting closely. His lips tightened into a cold, thin line.

Silence hung heavy in the car. Neither Stanley nor Gregory dared to speak.

Jeffrey glanced at the restaurant and asked, “Who owns this place?”

Stanley looked blank. ‘How am I supposed to know? It’s my first time here, too.‘

“It’s under one of the Garcia Group subsidiaries,” Gregory answered smoothly, relieved he’d anticipated the question.

gaze shifted to

didn’t even do anything–how did I still end up

and have lan thrown out. And blacklist

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stared

in carefully. “Mr. Hanson isn’t

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out what Jeffrey wanted, except when it came to this kind of thing,

decorate their private room,” Jeffrey said, his tone cool and detached. “Romantic setting. During the meal, send

Gregory was confused.

your

likes her, I’ll help him say it,”

mind when it suddenly clicked–he understood

from Jeffrey not finalized, if lan suddenly confessed and proposed, she’d

reality, it was deeply disrespectful–treating her like someone who’d entertain a

killer move,‘

it that way?” he asked, jumping on the gossip train. “She and lan still seem

answer. He knew Rebecca better than

even stay friends. She believed she owed them something

who had known Rebecca since childhood, was already aware of the situation, so he never

to her.

brief the manager,” Stanley said, suddenly energized and having completely forgotten his earlier decision to stay away from drama. “I’ll update you when everything’s set.”

“No need,” Jeffrey replied.

looked at

stepped out of the

to Gregory that he was going to get a

Somehow, he had a feeling Stanley wasn’t heading for some juicy gossip–more like straight into

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the restaurant manager and quickly explained the plan. With

down the flowers, just glance at

looked over

stared

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