Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 626

"Real" Wayne's voice sounded as warm as ever, but now it had a sharp edge, Whe a thorn pressing into my chest.

How could someone who seemed so harmless hide such ruthless obsession? He'd crushed anyone in his path without a second thought.

I swallowed back the bitterness and got straight to the point. I need your beb

"Mm, what is it?" His tone wasn't the same anymore Running Riverweve Corp Jace's place had clearly gone to his head.

Power didn't just change a person's mindset-it bled into their every move

"My former colleague Demi Young... She's working in your company. She's a good friend, but something happened, and she quit. I can't get in touch with her. I need you to help me find her." "Demi Young?" Wayne echoed, his tone thoughtful before he agreed. "Alright" "Thanks," I said, keeping my voice calm and polite, the way I always did with him.

"Rea," he said softly, my name hanging in the air before he continued, "Can we meet in person?"

"Sure. When?" I answered without missing a beat.

"Whenever it works for you." Wayne's voice was steady, just like I remembered. He'd always been like this-letting me call the shots. He never pushed his preferences or agenda, always putting me first. Looking back, I realized his love had always been there in the little things. But I'd been too wrapped up in Jace to see it.

"Tomorrow evening, then," I said, my tone firm. "You can pick me up, and we'll head to your place. It's been a while since I visited Lindey and Matthew."

There was a pause on the other end. Wayne didn't expect that.

he said eventually. "I'll let my

call ended, I toyed with the bell on

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murmured, "you told me to stay away from the Johnstons. but I might

for a dinner party. The mood was light,

why Hayden wasn't coming to the office

Hayden's passing, but no one else. So I kept it simple. "He took an overseas job. He

brought that familiar ache, sharp

the night, I'd had too much. Ron ended up taking me home, his voice cutting through my

He

morning, my phone rang, jolting me awake.

last

for getting me home," I said, I'd drunk

of it.

gone as you looked. So, what did I say to you?" His tone was mischievous, clearly fishing for

tickled at the edge of my memory, but whatever it was,

you say?" I asked,

things," he

Ron. And honestly, if it was