Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

I went back to my place boiling with anger.

After coming out of the bathroom, I noticed my phone lighting up like a Christmas tree. It wasn’t until I got closer that I could see the number flashing on the screen.

Curse my good memory–I recognized it as Hogan’s number in a heartbeat.

But why the sudden call at this hour?

After hesitating for a few seconds, I answered the call anyway.

“Are you home?” The man’s voice was hoarse, tinged with weariness.

Playing dumb, I asked, “Who’s this?”

There was a pause on the other end before I heard Hogan ask, “Xaviera, did you delete my number too?”

Deleted. Two years ago.

And I never saved it again.

He should have seen it coming: Hogan was smart enough to figure that out.

Rubbing my temples, I asked, “Is there something you need, Mr. Zade?”

Then Hogan went silent.

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With the wind chill from my walk home giving me a splitting headache, my patience was thinner than usual. He wasn’t talking, and I wasn’t in the mood to wait, so I said, “If there’s nothing else, I’m going to get some rest.”

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“Add me back on your WhatsApp friend list,” Hogan finally spoke, his tone on the gruffer side.

my hand froze mid–temple rub.

say, “Today’s effort shouldn’t go to

that’s what this was

was calling to pass

sure exactly which

whatever it was, I wasn’t about to turn down a perk that

Zade, you’re too

could finish, he had already hung up.

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12:18

notification popped up–a transfer notification.

a

as I was about to play it, the message was

ponder, I sent Hogan a

I didn’t feel so

Thanks to Cecilia.

office, Zora at

was a bit

room, she explained, “Xaviera, you forgot? The interface color

naturally, and just so happened to be overheard by Candy walking

about Cecilia’s age, looked at me and asked, “Xaviera, what’s

when Wallis got back, but it seemed the meeting couldn’t wait.

and I all

exploded. “I spent two whole months on that interface, and now just

me but her dissatisfaction was

Mr. Zade, Xaviera, and myself. If you’re getting paid, shouldn’t

tone was gentle, but between the lines, there was an unusual air of

I’m not unwilling to change it, but I just think the pink is tacky, you

cheeks flushed a fiery red, “Without funding, this project wouldn’t even be

cursed. Before I could intervene, I saw Candy stand

to stop her but heard Cecilia’s

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