Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 100

I trailed behind Hogan and Zachary, tiptoeing into the CEO’s office with butterflies in my stomach.

“Hey, would black tea be okay?”

I glanced at Hogan as he was taking off his suit jacket and gave a small nod.

Moments later, in the vast CEO’s office, it was just Hogan and me. The man sat in his black shirt at his desk, his long, slender fingers flipping through documents, a face already serious now etched with deep concentration, as if I didn’t exist.

He was obviously giving me the cold shoulder. But I wasn’t in a rush. When people were asking for a favor, they’d got to play the part, right?

So I picked up a business magazine from the coffee table and started reading patiently. However, before I could even finish the table of contents, Hogan spoke up, “Ms. March seems to be quite at ease.”

He said this without looking up from his documents, his tone casual but dripping with sarcasm. To be precise, this was the second time I’d seen him tonight, and both times he’d spoken with this weird, sarcastic twist.

I was used to his antics. Closing the magazine, I spoke softly, “Mr. Zade, there’s something I feel I need to clarify with you.”

Hogan didn’t respond, which usually meant I could continue.

I admit, but I had no intention of making things difficult for her.”

out of your way to find a lawyer specializing in criminal cases.”

deliberate emphasis on “out of your

gaze, I had no choice but to

with disdain, “Don’t you already have the competent Professor Yearwood on your side?”

Darren left me momentarily speechless. After all, Darren meant well.

talking settlement in front of the lawyer, the next you’re busy scouting for one.” Hogan sneered, “Is this how you always play the field, Ms.

gritted his teeth over the words

our rush to find a lawyer

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I softened my tone. “You’re right, Mr. Zade. Our biggest mistake was imagining you as someone who is petty. But now

that, but desperate times and a bit of liquid courage

expect me to butter him up like that. He was silent for a couple of seconds before awkwardly averting

I decided to strike while

and pressed the phone on his desk, asking, “What’s taking you so long