Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 3

Before hopping out of the car, I learned from Wallis that the chance to meet the big shot was courtesy of her knocking back vodka last night.

When it came to her career, she had always been one to go all–in.-

In fact, I had occasionally caught glimpses of Hogan in the financial news over the past couple of years – the guy with the Midas touch, never taking a hit. Especially after taking over that internet behemoth half a year ago, he had been making waves in the investment world.

It was no surprise that the former finance wiz kid has become the darling of the capital scene. It was both expected and totally reasonable.

That was also one of the reasons he was the belle of the ball at last night’s alumni gathering.

By all accounts, as his ex who was supposed to be out of the picture, I should have kept my distance. But seeing Wallis‘ face caked in makeup, I bit the bullet and went upstairs.

I figured, we were just a no–name indie game studio; Hogan probably wouldn’t have the time to meet with us personally.

Turned out, my hunch was spot on.

Inside the meeting room, three spiffy–looking execs sat in a row, listening patiently to Wallis and me pitching our hearts out.

Q&A, back and forth the whole shebang took a good two hours.

One of the execs escorted us downstairs, where Wallis, smooth as ever, made lunch plans with him. I just stood there, grinning awkwardly.

a sugary voice hit my ears,

and there they were Hogan and

his suit tailored to perfection, enhancing his already impressive stature,

blouse and black slacks, exuded both innocence and a touch of

closer inspection, the sapphire cufflinks on Hogan’s wrist

the pair – if you ignored that brief flicker of displeasure in Hogan’s hawk–like

came closer, Cecilia, ever the curious one, asked me, “Xaviera, are you here to talk

Pretty sharp.

uptake, sensed something off. Stepping forward,

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Chapter 3

heard so much about you from

schmooze, but today, she was about to hit a brick

gave her a cursory glance and looked past her at me,

last night, I felt like I wanted to sink

floor.

lunch yet?” Cecilia chimed in enthusiastically. “Our company canteen

Hogan had already brought Cecilia into his

opportunity for a senior still in

looking out for

day, I’d shamelessly seek him out in the library, only to be seated across from him as if I’d tarnish his high–and–mighty image.