Chapter 693

On my way to the breakroom, I casually asked a few coworkers, "Mr. Shane didn't come in today?"

They exchanged looks, barely holding back laughter. It only made me more curious. "What's the deal? Something happen to him?"

"He got scratched up!" one finally blurted.

"His girlfriend probably did it," someone else chimed in.

"Who knew she had claws like that?"

"Yeah, well, he was at a nightclub. Honestly, if I were her, I'd scratch him up too."

The chatter snowballed from there, painting a pretty clear picture: Ron wasn't in because he had a visible scratch on his face and was too embarrassed to show up.

When I got back to my desk, I couldn't resist giving him a call. Not to poke fun-just, you know, check in. After all, he'd always been nice to me.

hi. "Don't listen to the nonsense those gossiping hens at the office are saying. None

I played dumb. "Huh? What are you even talking

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"Wait, didn't you go to the office today? You

launched into a dramatic retelling of the

my mood. I couldn't resist poking him.

"But only for someone

Hayden hit like a small jolt, but Ron didn't mean anything by it-it was just the guy's

what he'd just said. "Oh, shoot. Sorry,

you go

Then he stopped, like

he'd realized

That's basically a networking spot for rich people. Isn't it where the Seavora crowd goes to close deals over

late? I don't know. You women -always overthinking. Something totally innocent gets turned into a

just offended every woman on the planet with that

I asked, trying to

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