Chapter 169

That silhouette seemed kinda familiar on second glance.

Broad shoulders, slim waist, an inverted triangle of a figure – and I could just about make out the solid muscle lines hiding under his suit.

It looked like Hogan.

But why would Hogan be here at this time? Shouldn’t he be in some fancy thatched–roof suite, sweet–talking Cecilia?

“Hogan?”

As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I’d been too forward, and quickly corrected myself, “Mr. Zade?”

At the sound of my voice, the man slowly turned around, gave me a look, and said in a tone neither warm nor cold, “Decided to show up, did you?”

I had no idea where his “decided to” was coming from, but something told me it wasn’t meant as a compliment. All I could muster was a polite, “Did you need something from me, Mr. Zade?”

A scoff landed in my ear as Hogan glanced my way and said, “Seems like tonight’s loss hasn’t taught you anything.”

Thinking about tonight’s fiasco got my blood boiling, but considering Hogan did me a solid, I could only reply, “I’ll remember your kindness, Mr. Zade.”

I went to

his voice, sounding dissatisfied. “Tell me, how exactly

question caught me off

I wasn’t sure if tonight’s setup had anything to

the water, asking, “Would you like

the bridge of his nose and said succinctly, “Headache.”

spoke softly, a stark contrast to his

saw his face, weary. Just then, Hogan

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eyelids, our gazes collided, and he sald,

a line I knew all too

were living together, he’d come home worn out from meeting clients, and I’d pull

now, what gave him the

edge of the bed, eyes nearly

I appreciate you stepping in for me tonight, but this

right about it? Worried Timothy won’t like it? Xaviera, seems like you still don’t see who’s

disdain in Hogan’s eyes as he spoke.

didn’t respond, he added. “Haven’t you grasped the gist of tonight’s

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