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.

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 the chat I

hearing everything, then ventured, “So, judging by what you’ve told me, if we can just get Yates Group on board and strike a deal with them, we could lock

not see me. “Yeah, that’s the plan,”

international players like them, either. Do you really think Yates Group would give us the

might have a biting wit on any given day, but when it came to work,

I hesitated for a beat, then, instead of

confusion. “What’s he got to do

I said, dropping the bombshell,

with a mix of shock and excitement that he could not quite rein in. “You’re talking about that Charlie? The Silvana magnate? The big boss

Hit Me

that felt like

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

project, I would just drop it. Now, thanks to a chance encounter with Inch, and Inch’s solid rapport with Charlie, why not use that connection

a brief pause on the line before Maxwell’s voice came through. “Okay, just