Broken Dreams Stories

Chapter 103

Derek walked into the hotel with a spring in his step, the high from the day’s events still coursing through him. He pushed through the doors of the lounge, scanning the room before spotting Michael seated at the bar, swirling a glass of dark liquor in his hand

Michael looked up, and his eyes narrowed when he saw that Derek seemed to be in an excellent mood. He couldn’t help but wonder what could have happened to put him in such a good mood, considering what had happened with Sandra and his mother.

s hat’s up,

Mike!” Derek asked as he slid into the seat next to Michael.

“I should be asking you. You look so excited, Michael noted, taking a slow sip from his glass. The suspicion in his voice was hard to miss.

Derek chuckled. “What can I say? Life’s good today he replied, waving the bartender over with a carefree hand. “The usual, please.”

Derek was too happy to be upset or irritated by Michael’s schemes. He could go back to being wary tomorrow, but for today, he just wanted to bask in his euphoria.

Michael cocked his head to the side, scrutinizing his friend. “Really!”

“Yeah. And I’m happy to see you, Derek said easily, and Michael chuckled.

Michael’s frown deepened, the cautious expression never leaving his face. “Well, I’m glad you’re happy. I thought you’d be upset considering everything that’s been going on,” he said, and Derek raised a brow.

“Why should I be upset?” He asked as the bartender set down his glass in front of him.

Michael raised a brow, still suspicious. “Well, I’d have though Evelyn loving her job because of you might bother you. I know you care about her. And you know, the whole situation with my mom and Sandra.”

Derek laughed lightly, leaning back in his chair, “Oh, that. Well I guess it was bound to happen. I try not to stress over things that I can’t control. Everything happens for a reason, after all,” Derek said dramissively as he took a long, satisfying sip of his Negroni

Michael nodded in agreement, glad that Derek wasn’t making a big deal out of it. “So, did Evelyn tell you anything else?” Michael asked, and Derek raised a brow

“Anything! Like what?” Derek’s voice was casual, but his eyes gleamed with amusement as he took another sip.

lowering his voice. “Well, she told Sandra that she was going to make sure things don’t work out between you two and that she would

to know if Evelyn had recorded the

or show her cards too soon. She’s smarter than that, Derek said, and Michael stiffened, not expecting Derek’s

around his glass. “The Evelyn you know?” He asked,

whatever personal relationship existed between the both of you, she’s a very smart and calculated lady. I’m just saying it as it is. By the way, what was that you mentioned earlier on the phone about Evelyn

going to get you no matter what. She even told Sandra that she chose

like something Evelyn would say, Derek said, and Michael’s frown

mean by that? Do you think I’m making this up?”

laugh, enjoying the way Michael’s

his chest, his expression

not making this up.

know. Are you? Derek

it doesn’t sound like Evelyn. Maybe Sandra’s twisting the truth a little. Were you there! Did you hear any of this yourself! Or is it

you asking me that?” He asked, unable

answered my question, Derek

into a thin

fun

why I asked Evelyn to work with the for a month

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think it was an unconventional arrangement Derek asked since he knew that Michael was bound to hear from his Mom sooner or later that he was in love

blinked, caught off guard. “What are

just for business reasons, I asked her to do that because I’m really into her. I fell in love with her at first sight. That was the same reason I shared personal stuff with her and took her on that trip. I wanted to get to know her. I

her.

twisted into a scowl. “You’re in love with her? How can you say that to me after everything she

because you’re like my little brother, and I care about you,” Derek said, slapping Michael’s back fondly. “Do you see now why I don’t believe the story you just claimed you heard from Sandra Evelyn didn’t come to seduce me. If she wanted to, she would have gotten me without trying, and she knows

time. Maybe she wants

no longer care about her. It is

good taste. Well, I