Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 183

I’m not just buttering her up–the proof is in the pudding, time and again.

When Cecilia heard that, she couldn’t help but curl her lips into a smug little smile and said, “Xaviera, chill, I’ll definitely carve out some time to have a heart–to–heart with Hogan for our project.”

I was about to express my gratitude when Hogan’s voice barged in outta nowhere, “Talk to me about what?”

I looked up and only then I noticed the dude with a frosty face was standing at the entrance.

My heart skipped a beat, and it felt like my heart was in my throat.

No clue how long he’d been there or how much of my convo with Cecilia he’d caught.

But Cecilia was quick on her feet; she tried to smooth things over, “Nothing much, just shooting the breeze with Xaviera.”

With a fleeting glance over my face, Hogan took the shirt from Cecilia’s hands and said, “Get ready to roll out in an hour.”

Cecilia blinked, with her eyes darting over my cheek and then back to Hogan, “Now?”

“Yep.”

brought

girl bit her lip gently and mumbled

was slow and dragging:

expect that Hogan would ditch her and leave me alone

at me had a touch

and

legs crossed, took a sip of tea, and said, “Typical Ms. March, aiming for a collab with the big shot from the Temple family,

that sharp look in his eyes when he said it, like he was about

spit me out.

as a peacemaker

got it twisted: he must have thought that I came to use Cecilia

on purpose.

it is, one more won’t

call

Chapter 183

raised an eyebrow and grilled me, “You knew FreeMan’s real identity all