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

don’t have experience with front–end

I picked up a related book from my desk

and headed back to her

into my work.

the city lights were on, and after a quick tidy–up, I

had to hit the mall before it closed to pick

the escalator when I heard my

“Xaviera.”

two meters away, the woman in the

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the picture.

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