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.

was out of line, I admit, but I had no intention of making things difficult for her.” I paused for a breath before continuing,

out of your way to find a

deliberate emphasis on “out

with his piercing gaze, I had no choice but to swallow my pride

at me with disdain, “Don’t you already have the competent Professor Yearwood on

momentarily speechless.

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. March?”

practically gritted his teeth over

to find a lawyer was only

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mistake was imagining you as someone who is petty. But now that I think about it, you’ve always been so magnanimous. Why would you stoop to our

times and a bit of liquid courage made the flattery flow

seconds before awkwardly averting his gaze back to his documents and saying lightly. “Xaviera, I

to strike while the iron was hot, “Just speaking

his desk, asking, “What’s taking you so long to make a cup