Chapter 67

Sure, throwing in a bit extra was no biggie.

The moment the words left my mouth, a notification for a bank transfer popped up on my phone.

Hogan had sent another 2 grand my way.

“Mr. Zade, you are too kind. If you need anything in the future.”

“Ms. March, you could try dipping your toes into the showbiz.” Hogan cut me off, “Playing the contrast card, you nail it every time.

My voice got stuck in my throat.

I pride myself on my acting chops, but how did Hogan catch on?

“Ms. March, you intentionally slipped in ginger slices, so why didn’t you switch to a willow blade when slicing the carp?”

The willow blade was my go–to technique for slicing fish.

But I hadn’t realized Hogan would remember that.

The next day at work, Cecilia brought me breakfast on purpose and gushed, “Xaviera, you really know how to handle things. Mrs. Hilary invited me to go to a floral salon tonight, I’m so thrilled.” Predictable.

I figured Hogan forking over 2 grand so easily had to be connected to this too.

reminded her, “Mrs. Hilary’s favorite is

moment and gratefully said, “Then I’ll go

when you’re on the same page, past and present beaus

wasn’t feeling great about it, admitting, “Maybe I’m just small–minded, but if it were me, I wouldn’t be

said, ‘A good name is better than a good face, but cold hard

tight and said, “Xaviera, stop working your butt off, go on

being

before I got an invite.

From Darren.

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tonight? There’s this cool new mystery flick at the cinema. Wanna

thinking of Wallis’s

want Wallis to think I was chucking my self–respect just for the studio’s sake.

asked Darren.

immediately sent a voice message, (Eight tonight, I’ll pick

a stark contrast to the

outside the window and sent back a

toward the elevator, insisting on grabbing a drink with me, but I frantically stopped

was dumbfounded, “Who with, Professor Yearwood?”

you, Xaviera. And

had barely dropped when a gasp came from behind.

I saw Cecilia covering her

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