Facade of Love

Chapter 112 Looking for Someone

“Just sit and wait here,” Liam suggested, sliding a cup of tea my way.

I was freaking out on the inside, but 1 knew frealding out would not help, so I plopped down beside him and took a tentative sip of the tea.

I had not even swallowed when Noah’s gruff voice boomed from outside. “Is Mr. Young here yet? Get our finest tea ready for Mr. Young, pronto!”

He was already striding in as he called out.

These seasoned players from the corridors of power always know how to make an entrance.

The moment he stepped in, he was all smiles, hustling over to Liam with his hand outstretched. “Mr Young, you should’ve told me you were coming. I would’ve rolled out the red carpet for you!”

Liam gave a small, knowing smile and shook his hand lightly “Just got a bit bored at home, so 1 thought I’d drop by for some fun and maybe ask for a little favor.”

Noah perked up immediately. “Anything you want, just name it. I’ll make sure you have a blast. But a favor? That sounds serious. What could you possibly need from me, Mr. Young?”

sister’s went missing around here recently. I

the moment he walked in, but this guy was clever–he kept on smiling like he had

my name, the guy finally looked at me properly. His eyes widened

was not in the mood for small talk. “Yvette. Nice to

sister, right? I knew I recognized you. I’ve been overseas for the last couple of years and just returned. I haven’t had a chance to drop by and see your folks yet. How are they

playing dumb, as usual, pretending he did not know what was going on

Scotts

back my annoyance, I managed to

nodded. “Good to hear, I’ll make sure to visit them soon. Send them my best, will

a smile, but inside, I

the whole exchange with a cool detachment. “Since we’re all friends here, Mr. Lanier, maybe you can help us out with a

me. “So, little sis, you mentioned a friend of

out of most people’s way, so not many people come by, and those who do come in through the front door. What’s their name? I’ll have

was a pro at

She’s a journalist,” I said flatly, pulling out my phone to

show up around here, and I don’t