Facade of Love

Chapter 159 Testing the Waters

My heart did a little fl*p–flop. When did he even get there?

“You…” I barely got the word out.

Idris just turned on his heel, his face an icy mask, and left without a word.

I was at a loss for words, turned back to Maxwell, and snapped, “Why didn’t you give me a heads–up about him?”

Maxwell shrugged, all innocence. “I only just spotted him too. Plus, you said you were over him, right? Why should it bug you if he’s mad?”

Oh.

That did make sense.

“Okay, so you mentioned something about Madam Young. What’s that about?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.

I was not keen on gossiping about this stuff, but maybe if I shared, Maxwell could see something I did

not.

I decided to just spill it. “Madam Young’s been acting like she’s trying to play matchmaker with me and Idris lately.”

your life, your choice. Why worry about what she

It’s just… she had an accident, and pushing Idris for a divorce at a time like this just doesn’t feel right. But that’s not what’s bugging me. What I can’t wrap my head around is Madam Young. She was dead set against me and Idris before, and she’d have been thrilled if we split. Now, out of the blue, she’s playing Cupid for us. And then there’s Moore. She was not exactly his biggest fan before, but she did not

not consider that Madam Young has

Young too well for that. She’s all about weighing her

without

Madam Young’s being nice because Moore’s become a problem for the Youngs, and she’s hoping

don’t know for sure, but knowing Madam Young, there’s definitely something going on behind the scenes that

a little digging. There’s no secret that can stay hidden forever. A little sleuthing and you’ll get to the bottom of

keeping silent, just a small smirk playing

seeing my silent smile, he suddenly sat up straight, all alert. “Yvette, you’re not seriously thinking of sending me on this

I just nodded.

you think I’ve been in Lake City? I barely know a thing about the high and mighty here. Plus, I’ve got a mountain of work back at Scott Corporation. And

nose, chuckling. “Yeah,

of your

‘I can’t believe

to chuckle. I had an idea.

maybe I could poke around for some info myself.

I got up and

off to?” Maxwell’s voice trailed after me.

sun,” I called back,

to follow, but I gently nudged him back, tilting my head to meet his surprised gaze. “It’s packed, catch the next one.” And with that, I hit the close door