Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 44

Hogan rolled in with Zachary.

Honestly, the moment those trust fund brats started trash–talking Hogan, I had this bad feeling creeping up on me.

The Rivertown circle was small, and since they were both in the investment game, bumping into each other was common.

But of course, today of all days, it had to happen.

Right when I was bad–mouthing him, no less.

I was a tad embarrassed, but then I remembered discussing the whole bringing in new investors thing with Hogan, so I quickly got my act together.

But that composure cracked a bit when Hogan came over with a drink and planted himself next

to me.

That perfect not–too–close–yet–not–too–far distance, his expression unreadable, showing zero emotion except for that sharp, soapy scent of his that was practically barging into my nostrils.

Feeling uneasy, I clutched my glass tighter and threw Wallis a look for backup.

Hogan slowly parted his lips, “Ms. March, do tell, how exactly am I not doing my job?”

His voice was deep, steady, and sounded pretty chill.

But there was a hint of mockery in those eyes of his as he looked at me.

With his status, once he spoke up, the others zipped it.

They sure knew how to read the room.

In a flash, the whole buzzing atmosphere got smothered by this heavy tension.

All eyes on me, the pressure was cranked up my way.

I figured Hogan was out to make me squirm.

I pinched my palm and confessed, “Mr. Zade, if I had to point out a flaw, it’s probably that you are a bit too stingy.”

At that, Hogan’s brows did a little dance.

And the faces around were holding back grins, waiting to see his reaction.

The man swirled his wine glass and asked, “Think the money is not enough?”

of everyone that Hogan threw us a cool five hundred

like announcing through a megaphone that Hogan

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rolled in

started trash–talking Hogan, I had this bad feeling creeping up

small, and since they were both in the investment game, bumping into each

all days, it had

I was bad–mouthing him, no

embarrassed, but then I remembered discussing the whole bringing in new investors thing with Hogan, so I quickly got my act

over

unreadable, showing zero emotion except for that sharp, soapy scent of his

uneasy, I clutched my glass tighter and threw

March, do tell, how exactly am

was deep, steady, and

hint of mockery in those eyes of his as he looked at me.

status, once he spoke up, the others zipped

to read

flash, the whole buzzing atmosphere got smothered by

pressure was

out to make

had to point out a flaw, it’s probably

brows did a

back grins,

man swirled his wine glass and asked, “Think the

just blurt out in front of everyone that Hogan threw us a cool five hundred thousand for Cecilia’s sake.

through a megaphone that Hogan was like a tyrant

by beauty.

on the blunder, “Yeah, when Mr. Bishop makes a move, he hits his targets big time.”

he let

when Wallis Jumped In, “Xaviera, I can’t agree with that. Mr. Zade invested the five

money but more meaningful.”

Zade, not

slowly,

burst out

must be Cecilia,

mistaken, Mr. Zade, both you and Ms. March are graduates of N University?” Frank stirred up another convo, “Never bumped into each other back

and

I said that, I could feel the guy next

our history, wasn’t