Chapter 78

Bella could feel her irritation rise as she continued listening to the man..

“Listen…” he was about to continue when, at that very moment, the door swung open and Ethan stood there. Bella ripped the phone from her ear immediately, her head snapping to the open door where Ethan stood, a questioning look etched on his face.

He stepped into the room, and Bella stood, attempting to appear composed, the phone clutched tightly in her hands.

“You’re home early,” she stated almost breathlessly, her words carrying a hint of surprise attempting to deflect any suspicion that might arise from the abrupt end to her secretive conversation.

“Yes,” he replied, his eyes searching her features with a discerning intensity.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, his brows furrowing suspiciously, as if sensing a disturbance in the atmosphere.

“Huh?” she asked, looking up with wide, innocent eyes, a practiced guise of normalcy.

“No nothing,” she denied immediately, attempting to deflect any scrutiny.

You sure? You sounded like you were having an issue.” he queried, his gaze briefly flickering towards her phone, catching the subtle unease in her demeanor as her grip around it tightened even more.

“It’s nothing, just one of the artists. He’s demanding to be paid more for the exhibition where we’re displaying his paintings,” she explained,her attempt at casualness at odds with the tight grip on the phone, casting shadows of secrecy in the room.

Ethan’s features relaxed as he processed her explanation.

“You should arrive at a decision before starting; that’s not legal. Do you need my help? Need me to step in?” he offered, displaying a genuine concern for her predicament.

“It sounds serious,” he observed, his attention fully on her.

her

this artist?” Ethan probed, seeking more information

nothing,” she laughed anxiously, attempting to downplay the severity of the issue. Ethan, however, continued to stare at her, a lingering doubt apparent

in his gaze.

she had to sound. convincing to dissuade Ethan from delving further into

words laced with

room hanging heavy with unspoken

With that, he turned and headed towards their bedroom, the atmosphere still

door he had left ajar. The click of the

eyes and curious ears. The call remained connected, a lingering thread connecting her to the shadows of her clandestine dealings. “Oh, was that Mr. Wild?” Gabriel sneered through the phone, his malicious tone cutting through the silence as he cackled, reveling

he added, his words dripping with sarcasm. “Stop it, Bella said, her patience waning

did you lie? I thought you said you were done?” he sneered, reveling in the

should have just told him, he continued, breaking into

she yelled angrily, the frustration evident in her voice

taunts.

finding amusement in

moment, you were done with all the lies and tired of our little transactions and wanted

his demand cutting through the remnants

use the company’s own, so it doesn’t arouse suspicion. But it has to be tomorrow,”

to deal with the thoughts of how to have the amount wired to his account. She flung her phone away in frustration, releasing an angry hiss. Then the realization dawned on her, she swiftly grabbed her phone and dialed his

before!” she thundered the moment

so I borrowed it to you today, with an interest, of course, twenty thousand,” he stated gleefully, his tone indicating a twisted satisfaction at the complications of

struggling to comprehend the

I need the money you owe me, so what else do I do? I borrow. So

she hung up the phone, tossing it

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