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?”

blurt out in front of everyone that Hogan threw

announcing through a megaphone that Hogan

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in with Zachary.

trash–talking Hogan, I had this bad feeling creeping up on me.

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

today of all days, it had

I was bad–mouthing him, no less.

but then I remembered discussing the whole bringing in new investors thing with

cracked a bit when Hogan came over with a drink and planted himself next to

emotion except for that sharp, soapy scent of his

I clutched my glass tighter and threw

his lips, “Ms. March, do tell, how

deep, steady, and

in those eyes of

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

sure knew how to read the room.

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

the pressure was

out to make me

Zade, if I had to point out a flaw, it’s probably that

Hogan’s brows did a

were holding back grins, waiting

asked, “Think the money is not enough?”

everyone that Hogan threw us a cool

like announcing through a megaphone that Hogan was like

by beauty.

the blunder, “Yeah, when Mr. Bishop makes a move, he hits his

paused, and he let

“Xaviera, I can’t agree with that. Mr. Zade invested the five hundred thousand when we were out of options. It

money but more

Zade, not gonna

took a sip and said slowly, “Every project has

almost burst out

must be

not mistaken, Mr. Zade, both you and Ms. March are graduates of N University?” Frank stirred up another convo, “Never bumped into

a sip and replied. “Not close.”

I could feel the guy next to me drop

denying our history, wasn’t that his favorite