Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 121

It was pretty straightforward, wasn’t it? After a solid seven or eight years of collaboration. FreeMan never stood anyone up. The problem definitely wasn’t on their end.

“Did he mention any specific reasons?”

Hearing that, Morgan glanced at me awkwardly and said. “He didn’t spell out any reasons.”

“Mr. Paisley, spit it out.” Hogan was clearly at the end of his rope. “If there’s no good reason, Rainbow Capital ain’t gonna let this slide.”

His fone was icy, carrying an invisible weight that pressed down on him.

Morgan, who’d been around the block a few times, could smell what Hogan was stepping in and sighed. “Somehow, FreeMan got wind that there’s some aesthetic disagreements within your company. He said he hates getting into a fuss.”

The words “aesthetic disagreements” hit my ears and I suddenly got a bad feeling. That should be our company’s confidential business. How did FreeMan get his hands on that info?

“No way, we haven’t even met with FreeMan.” Cecilia suddenly chimed in, confused. “How did he catch wind of our aesthetic disagreements, Xaviera?”

was already stewing, and now I

downcast, “Xaviera, you got it twisted. I didn’t mean that.”

said so, playing

tone, and replied, “I’m just

spiked, “Xaviera, at this point, don’t you

up at Hogan, his gaze sharp as a tack, like a blade hidden in his eyes.

As I spoke, I found my voice shaking, “I’d appreciate Mr. Zade

the art show out of the blue, nosing around and asking guests about FreeMan. Those folks can smell a rat a mile

our internal disagreements. But now,

a bitter smile and kept my mouth shut. What was the

cautiously as the atmosphere turned frosty, “Mr.

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we’d like to clear the air with him personally.”

glance at me, hemming and hawing. Then Hogan added, “Mr. Paisley. you’re not suggesting we let this

“Of course not, but FreeMan’s always been a free