Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 52

Wallis clammed up.

I glanced at the clock and prodded, “The party’s about to kick off, let’s get a move on.”

Wallis rolled her eyes at me. “Do I look like the type to ditch my friends for some eye candy?”

On the way there, she’d filled me in on Honto Abbey’s strict criteria for hiring waitstaff, nearly as picky as a host club scouting for new talent.

All I could do was pout, “Come on, make sure you post it in the group chat. I wanna live vicariously through you!”

Wallis took the hint and didn’t push further.

By 7 PM, the work group chat started buzzing with updates from the party. After skimming through, I set my phone aside.

In the midst of half–sleep, I was roused by a knock at the door.

It was a server from the estate bringing me food.

A three–dish spread with a soup, including my favorite ketchup spaghetti.

Surprised, I asked, “Who ordered this?”

replied, “A

down, staying

the table was buzzing

hundred new messages in the work chat. I casually scrolled through and my eyes landed on

colleagues egging on Cecilia to have a love shot with Hogan.

video, Cecilia, shyly holding up her glass, looked at Hogan with,eyes full of

face was

glass and whispered

Cecilia’s bashful expression

something wrong with the meal?” the server asked cautiously,

at the food and after a moment’s thought replied, “Could I get a bottle of red wine? The priciest one

1/2

10-02

little help from Romanée–Conti, I slept like a log

the

fruits and veggies, and the host was generous, allowing us to eat our fill and take two

me into the strawberry patch.

sweet and juicy,

to take a basket back for