Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 47

I gritted my back teeth, feeling a surge of rage welling up in my chest. In the next second, I pointed at Cecilia’s desk and snapped, “Then you better cough up a rose gold one just like it. Mr. Zade. You clearly have an eye for the good stuff, saves me the hassle of picking another.

Hogan probably didn’t expect me to come on so strong, and for a moment he was totally lost

for words.

Cecilia, the instigator, was turning all shades of red and white.

The atmosphere got super tense real quick.

Just in time, Wallis stepped in to smooth things over, “Even though Director Irwin didn’t mean any harm, the laptop’s definitely toast. Considering she’s still a student, how about the company covers the difference?”

Cecilia’s eyes went wide with confusion, her lips quivered, showing she was on the edge of saying something but held back.

“No need.” Hogan cut in crisply. “We’ll do as Ms. March suggested. I’ll handle it.”

“Hogan,” Cecilia burst out, obviously worked up, “this isn’t right, I can’t let you shell out for this.” “Come on, Director Irwin,” Wallis interrupted Cecilia with a chuckle, “Let’s just go with that. you’re really in luck, aren’t you?”

After finishing, Wallis turned to Hogan and asked, “Are we heading straight to the store. Mr. Zade?”

She was even more down–to–earth than me.

So there we were, me, Hogan, and Cecilia hitting the mall together.

The shop owner took one look at the fried laptop, sighed, and said, “The motherboard’s fried, it’s a goner, no fixing it.”

I wasn’t planning on fixing it anyway, but it was packed with important files that I needed to ensure wouldn’t leak.

got right to the point, pointing at a laptop priced at 1,999 dollars, “Wrap this one up.”

caught off guard by his decisiveness and paused before suggesting. “Sir, there’s an upgraded model of this one, just two hundred

at me immediately, as

mouth, the shop owner added, “Your girlfriend must be in IT, right?

it, why don’t you

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shop owner’s eyes were darting between the three of us, his gaze loaded with unsaid thoughts.

said, “Alright, we’ll go with your suggestion.”

his card, the owner, grinning from ear

waterlogged wreck Cecilia had created.

my stuff, and I made up my mind quick, “Could you toss

made up some excuse and left with

the office, everyone’s eyes practically popped out when they

Irwin would spill coffee on my laptop tomorrow morning.”

“You’re

help

of the day,

a comic con at the convention center tomorrow

it out?”

really interested.

thinking about how she went out of her way to clear up that photo mix–up for me, I felt bad

saying no.

once your game launches, you might need to do all

was

over with Wallis, I