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?”

server politely replied, “A

looked down, staying silent.

table

checked it and saw over two hundred new messages in the work chat. I casually scrolled through and

my colleagues egging on Cecilia to have a love

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

face was hidden in

took Cecilia’s glass and

but Cecilia’s bashful expression

meal?” the server

thought replied, “Could I get a bottle of red

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10-02

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

joined the gang at the estate’s organic

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

dragged me into the strawberry patch.

were sweet and juicy, top–notch stuff.

planned to take a basket back for