Drunk And Daring I Kissed A Tycoon! 286

Chapter 286

pave Vespers the full, untered version of that bloody high society saga.

Naturally, he couldn't resist adding some dramatic flair, throwing in details no one could know, plus a fundful of invented inner monelogues just to amp up the

drama

When he got to the part where Theodore's first wife, Mirabelle Moody-heavily pregnant and nut with her son was in a fatal crash, Vespera instinctively covered

her mouth in shock

Her chest tightened, and a dull ache settled in her heart.

"Vespera, are you crying? You women are so emotional," Gerard teased, handing beratisson.

"I'm usually not like this," she said, embarassed, dabbing her eyes.

She really wasn't

She wasn't the sentimental type, but this story hit her differently.

Maybe it was just that tragic. Or maybe it was because earlier, Theodore had said she looked like his late wife.

She rolled her eyes silently. That scumbag didn't deserve to miss anyone-least of all ian like that

deserved his own museum exhibit under Epic

than Luke. He was the kind

y whoe

help? Because the mistress ended up having a

Theodore's actual son died in a car crash. So, they had no choice but to pick someone from the extended family. That woman tried everything she could to

"That

man is everything. You know, Mrs. Reid was once close friends with Mr. Theodore's first wife. They both marted into powerful

and the mood stuck with her to

story just wouldn't leave her

same-two women stepping into new lies with big dreams. And

who adored her, and the other? Buried and long gone. Even now, there was no-one left

it all

the end of her workday, her phone rang. It was Yasmine,

sent those photos earlier, then radio silence. The second Vespera didn't respond, she knew that Vespera had

starting to back out

through, she couldn't exactly play coy and say she wasn't going after all, she

who'd brought it

her

no call from the president's office, she rang Gerard to check on the kitten. Once she confined she wouldn't be

going out, shestood staring at her phone's

tum it off or not. If he wasn't checking, it wouldn't matter either way. But if he was watching, leaving it on meant

too-which somehow felt even more suspicious, like she was speaking off to do something

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