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.

at her and asked,

I don’t have experience with front–end development.”

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

and headed back to her

into my

were on, and after a quick tidy–up, I was out the

the mall before it closed to pick up an air purifier.

off the escalator when I heard my

“Xaviera.”

woman in the dark red velvet dress cinched at the waist, Hilary

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the lady of ecours after

eyes met and she quickly avansated me from a smile and ashed “When did you e

staying for

great guys. If you’re staying I can set you up wiTH STE YOU TON

got the picture.

was arvious, probably afar to

made senser l used to be so into hogan that

sweet talk that bridges the

the which was to

call sturga or to see the once–find elder look at me