Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 192

The phrase “part–time job” really struck a nerve with me.

But then I quickly picked up another crucial piece of info from Sibyl’s chit–chat–Jason’s gig at the supermarket was a favor she had pulled strings for.

I shot Jason a puzzled look and heard him say, “Yes, a coworker.”

Sibyl seemed to catch my drift and chuckled, explaining. “Well, Jason’s coworker is actually a cousin on my mom’s side. He filled me in on Jason’s situation, so I went ahead and stepped in to lend a hand. Man, I didn’t expect it to backfire like this, Ms. March. My bad, really.”

Sibyl sounded sincere, and it didn’t seem like she was playing favorites. It’s just that this “concern” came way out of left field; we weren’t that tight with her by any stretch.

But she had helped out after all, so all I could do was politely say, “Thanks for your help, you went out of your way. I’ll swing by tomorrow to thank you in person.”

Sibyl looked taken aback for a sec, then she waved it off and said, “Oh, Ms. March, you’re being too gracious. Cecilia’s been thriving at your company thanks to your support. My little effort here isn’t anything to make a fuss over.”

“It’s the least I could do.”

Seeing I was genuine, Sibyl tentatively asked, “You haven’t tried our restaurant’s dishes yet, have you? How about you and Jason swing by tomorrow noon? I’ll whip up some home. cooking for you, how’s that sound?”

Sibyl had thrown Jason a bone, it only seemed right to give her business a bit of a boost, so I agreed to come

cautiously and explained, “I didn’t know, otherwise,

had just been caught with his hand

bite tomorrow and head back. Just stay

his eyes, as if he had more to say, but I caught

up?” I asked, feeling a twinge of guilt.

to my hands, he asked, “When did you… buy a car?”

realized that Jason was fishing for something.

company car,” I said nonchalantly. “Business has been

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this. Jason let out a relieved sigh and spoke with heartfelt concern. “Xaviera… I know you’re… destined for great things, but you’d rather..

to him get that sentence out in bits

bit.

like he was still on guard

worry.” I patted Jason’s hand while calmly saying. “There’s no chance of that happening.”