Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 8

My perfectly disguised mood cracked just a tad in that second. I forced a smile and said. “Let’s do it your way, Mr. Zade.”

Just like Hogan wanted, Cecilia moved into the office.

Wallis, who had rushed over, pulled me down to the coffee shop and griped, “This isn’t investment; it’s a complete torture.”

I kept my cool and replied. “It’s just an office space, no big deal.”

Wallis took a sip of her coffee, frowning, and said, “Aren’t you worried this is just the tip of the iceberg? How can I relax and go on a business trip now?”

I dodged the bullet, “Don’t forget, Hogan is an investor. Would he let his money go down the drain?”

Neither would Cecilia.

She still needed this project for her graduation thesis, after all.

Besides, it was normal for the moneybags to want to meddle a bit.

Back at the office, I called Jack and Cecilia for a meeting and delegated tasks with my usual

composure.

Jack got cracking right away, but Cecilia bit her lip, looking like she had something to say but hesitated.

looked at her and asked, “What’s up?”

have experience with front–end

thought software students would get hands–on practice at school, I picked up a related book from my desk

yes and headed back to

dove back into my work.

I knew, the city lights were on, and after a quick

before it closed to pick

stepped off the escalator when I heard my name called

“Xaviera.”

the woman in the dark

11:37

the lady of ecours after two

quickly avansated me from a smile and ashed “When did

staying for good

you’re staying I can

the picture.

probably afar to

made senser l used to be so into hogan that I went out of

was sweet talk that bridges the sooneen

the which was to be

but it call sturga or to see the once–find elder look at me with such caution.