Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 145: Finding Out The Woman I Trusted Betrayed Me

Gabriel's POV

Adrian blinked. "Wait. Seeing someone? Like... a woman? In an actual relationship?"

"Of course a woman, Adrian," I replied, letting out an exasperated sigh.

He let out a short laugh, shaking his head. "You? Dating? I don't believe it."

I arched a brow. "And why is that?"

da

"Because you're you. When have you ever had time for a relationship?" He waved a hand. "Wait, let me guess. It's some business arrangement, right? A calculated move. You don't actually-"

I leveled him with a stern look, cutting him off. "This isn't a business deal, Adrian. It's real."

His mouth dropped open. "Whoa..."

"Yes."

For once, he was speechless.

Then, after a beat, Adrian let out a sound somewhere between a laugh and a gasp, his eyes widening with disbelief. "Dad... Fuck... I'm happy for you. I mean, this is great news," he continued, shaking his head like he couldn't quite believe

it.

Chapter 145: Finding Out The Woman I Trusted Betrayed Me

her."

"I've waited years to hear you say something like this. When are you bringing her home? I want to meet

This was the only time I didn't mind him cursing while talking to me.

I studied him for a moment, and the excitement lighting up his face both pleased and relieved me. I was glad he wanted to meet her. This was a good sign-things were finally falling into place.

"Soon," I said, letting a rare smile tug at my lips.

"I can't wait!" Adrian exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up. "And who knows? If I charm her, maybe she'll vouch for me and convince you to give me the money I need."

"Not even in your dreams," I shot back.

He laughed, throwing his head back, clearly entertained by the challenge. "We'll see about that..."

expression shifted-brows furrowing as though he'd just made a

get it... That's the reason for the glow. I knew something's been different about you. I mean, you've still been grumpy, but there's this... relaxed feel to it. And you haven't been nagging me to spend weekends with you... Seems like you've been busy, Pops... up to the

and he tried to wiggle out of my hold, laughing like a kid again and pushing at my hands. But I

was moments like this-fooling around and banter-that made being

a moment to breathe. My body ached for rest, but I had to be quick. A cold shower jolted my senses awake, washing off the exhaustion from the flight. I changed into a fresh set of clothes, set my alarm for an

wasn't waiting for me to catch up. I had meetings lined up, reports to

headed to the office. As soon as I stepped inside, the familiar scent of leather and cedar greeted me, grounding me in the reality that work was calling. I moved to my desk, slipping off my jacket and

of my mind-Clairessa. I still hadn't told her I was back. That was the whole point-l wanted to see the look

could already imagine the way her lips would part in shock, the way her eyes would light up with

him to bring Clairessa to me for a surprise dinner. Just as I was about to hit send, the intercom on

button, and Tems' voice came through, calm and

Storm, Nicole is here

didn't bother looking up from my phone. "Tell

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"She insists it's urgent."

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irritated at the sudden interruption. "Tell her to leave, Tems. I

tried, sir, but she won't go. She said it's

like this before. If she was this

my phone aside. "Let her

of

good to have

from

to you too, Tems," I replied, forcing some of the

whatever mess Nicole

my office door without so much as a knock and strutted in like she owned the place. A cocky grin

thought this was going to work in her favor, she'd better make it worth my time,

her tone dripping with fake sweetness.

her with suspicion. “Nicole. Why are you

did you know I

deal with Vanderwolt was sealed by

jaw. Sleazy online blogs. News spread fast, especially when someone had loose lips. That only confirmed what I'd already suspected-there was a mole in the Vanderwolt team. I had already addressed that with their CEO after they tried feeding him

that wasn't the issue at

hands on the desk. "But Nicole, as you know, I'm a busy man. Get to the point. What was so urgent that you needed

smirk deepened. "Mr. Storm, I have important information-something that

"I doubt

of woman who would do whatever it took to get to

the chase, Nicole.