Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 200

The Yearwood family hung out at the diner for almost another half hour.

They did ask me a bit about work during that time, and when they heard I was working on my own project, the old folks warmed up a bit.

When it seemed like we had chatted enough, Aaron indicated he had other things to do, so Darren and I walked the aunt and uncle to the parking lot.

I thought the show was finally over, but out of the blue, Nancy caught me off guard by saying, *The old man’s invited a troupe from Willowdale to perform at home. Ms. March, why don’t you join us?”

I was so thrown for a loop that I was at a loss for words.

Playing a part at the diner is one thing, but setting foot in the Yearwood family’s house? That’s way out of my league.

Darren picked up on my SOS signal and made an excuse, “Xaviera’s family is still in the hospital, so she’s got to take care of the patient first.”

“Which hospital?” Nancy asked with curiosity, looking at me. “I often take lunch with the wives of the bigwigs from the top–tler hospitals; maybe I could pull some strings for you.”

Mrs. Yearwood.” I declined promptly, “everything’s been taken care of.”

Darren to listen to the performance,” Nancy insisted patiently, “Darren really stuck his neck out for you with the old man today.”

at Darren, feeling confused, but then I heard him say, “Alright, Aaron, Nancy, the driver’s here. Take care on

their car, I finally breathed a

expect our cutthroat CEO will get

us away

all, you nailed it,” Darren said with a gentle look, while giving me a thumbs–up, “Cool as

truly a living

to Darren being serious and even a bit stiff, getting showered with his compliments out of the blue kind of caught me off

who was still in the hospital; just as I went to make a call, I realized that I had left my phone back at the

go back and fetch it.

I spotted Cecilia standing not far off: she looked pale and

I was about to walk away when Cecilla called out

at her skeptically and heard her say cheerity, “Xaviera’s got some serious game, huh? With just a bit of TLC. Mr. Temple’s

smiling as she spoke; if you were to go by her expression alone, you would never guess that such snarky remarks were coming from a sweet–looking girl.