Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 163

Yeah, with Hogan’s ice–cold vibe, no one in their right mind would dare to butt heads

with him.

But would he really kiss Cecilia in front of everyone?

Doubts began to creep up from the bottom of my heart. I lifted my eyelids slightly, and my gaze involuntarily landed on a spot diagonally opposite.

And, as luck would have it, I locked eyes with him again.

Our eyes met, and I felt a tiny quiver in my heart, smoothly averting my gaze without batting an eyelid.

When I looked up again, Hogan was gazing tenderly at Cecilia sitting beside him.

His eyes were soft as water.

Cecilia, with a bashful smile, glanced at Hogan and then quickly looked down.

She was the picture of a shy young girl.

“Kiss her!” someone egged them on, “Timer’s set for three minutes, start the clock!”

The atmosphere got rowdier, but amidst the noisy crowd, I felt an inexplicable heaviness in my chest.

the booze

boldly hopped onto Hogan’s lap, I quietly stood up and slipped

cold air hit me in the neck that I snapped back to

of the show; it was time to get down to

and, sure enough, there was a

lead on the FreeMan case,

two pics in the group. I’ve sent them to your phone. Check out the second one, there’s a cufflink in the shot, super unique, rare find. Compare them one by

up, I opened my phone and saw the photo with the

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looked eerily

now a bit fuzzy, trying hard to recall everyone I saw at the party tonight. Lost in thought, I overheard a couple of guys

I already promised the gal two FreeMan autographs, come on, help a brother

FreeMan?

heart skipped a beat.

seen a woman in ages,” a crisp voice tinged with annoyance, “I’m warning you, three strikes and you’re out, or you’ll have no

voice was familiar.

was Timothy’s voice.

what’s his deal with FreeMan?

I just tipsy and seeing things?