Facade of Love

Chapter 212 Just Hit Me Up

I tossed and turned all night and ended up waking at the crack of dawn.

Winter mornings in Lake City took their sweet time to brighten up. Squinting at the still–gray sky, it took me a minute to remember that I had knocked out at Clearwater Residence last night.

The sound of soft breathing next to me snapped me back to reality for a second. I did not linger -I climbed out of bed, careful not to disturb my soundly sleeping companion, grabbed my car keys, and left.

After a rough night and with dawn barely broken, I could not just barge into Sweety’s place and wake her, so I headed back to the Scotts instead.

I caught some more Z’s at the Scotts, and by the time I woke up again, it was late afternoon. Feeling refreshed, I lounged in bed and scrolled through my phone.

A bunch of missed calls popped up–Mom’s, Maxwell’s, and… Idris’s.

I decided to ring my mom back first. She was not as young as she used to be, and going to weddings now tired her out like it has not before. She had a lot to say, and I listened, chiming in when needed.

back. He was with Mom. He was not that interested in the wedding, but how the company was faring in his absence. I filled him in on everything, including

told me, if we can just get Yates Group on board and strike

myself nodding before I remembered he could not see me. “Yeah,

to any big international players like them, either. Do you really think Yates Group would give us the time of day? Remember, they’re not exactly short on cash or clout. If they

biting wit on any given day, but when it came

same ones that had been nagging at me. I hesitated for a beat, then, instead of answering his question directly, I threw a curveball. “Remember

he got to do

friend he mentioned,” I said, dropping

could not quite rein

Just Hit Me

the one!” I said, with a certainty that felt like a turning point. “I just found out myself.

went quiet for a few seconds before the voice on the other end finally broke the silence. “So, you’re looking to have a chat

project, I would just drop it. Now, thanks to a chance encounter with Inch, and Inch’s solid rapport with Charlie,

line before Maxwell’s voice came through.