Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 150: Has He Found Out My Secret?

Walking down the hallway, I clutched my phone tightly in my hand. I had called

Gabriel a dozen times, left messages that went unanswered, and sent texts that

remained on "read."

I felt uneasy, unable to shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Just as I neared the elevator, movement from the corner of my eye caught my

attention. Nicole. She strutted toward me with an exaggerated sway of her hips,

tossing her hair back like she owned the place. I bit back a groan—of all people,

she was the last one I wanted to deal with right now.

I quickened my pace, determined to get into the elevator before she could reach

me, but she sped up, closing the distance in an instant. Just as I reached the

doors, she stepped in front of me, blocking my path.

She fixed her gaze on me, wearing that infuriating, condescending smirk that

made my teeth grind.

I fought the urge to shove her aside. "Move, Nicole."

Her smile widened, making it clear she was deliberately trying to get under my

skin. "In a hurry? You should really watch where you're going—you might trip and

fall."

"I'm not in the mood for your games," I snapped. "Step aside."

She stared me up and down with a smug look in her eyes before folding her arms,

refusing to budge. "Oh, but I thought you'd like to know—I just left Gabriel's

office."

Shock hit me, but I quickly covered it, refusing to give her the satisfaction of

seeing my confusion. "And?"

Her lips curved into a sly grin. "He invited me in. Needed to discuss some

important personal matters—just the two of us..."

My heart pounded harder, but I forced a calm, indifferent expression. That's

impossible. Gabriel's out of town, and he's surely not back yet. I knew Nicole was

just spinning these cheap lies to rattle me.

She let out a soft, mocking laugh. "Poor thing... didn't you know? He's back. I

guess he didn't think you were important enough to inform... and if you doubt me,

you could go to his office and find him there."

The words hit me hard. Nicole didn't look like she was lying, as I had hoped... She

was serious. So Gabriel was truly back. And he hadn't bothered to tell me? Hadn't

returned any of my calls or messages? My heart sank, but I knew Nicole was

watching me closely, and I refused to show any weakness in front of her.

I squared my shoulders, plastering on a fake smile. "Mr. Storm can come and go

as he pleases. It's none of your concern."

Nicole gave me a pitying look, as if she were speaking to a clueless child. "Oh,

sweetie... There's no one else here but us. You don't have to pretend. We both

Mr. Storm—and Adrian too. I'll give you credit, you're

the actress balancing both."

my voice to a warning whisper. "Shut

know a

of laughter, rolling her

Trying to keep them both wrapped around your

Adrian might be too stupid to notice, but

right through your

trailed off, clicking her tongue. "Well, I'll be

balled into fists, and it took every ounce of

me now

take the lead on the

the pitch in Vegas..."

hardened. "Jealous? Please. I don't need to be jealous of

nothing but a toy. Gabriel only picked you because he

toss you

small, bitter laugh that escaped me. "We both know that

me... and I'm well aware that you thought he'd ever

Keep dreaming."

dream for much longer," Nicole sneered, her

disdain. "Because he's already figured you

bother telling you he was back. You're

mistake he regrets."

rising in my chest

waste of my time. She was doing exactly what

didn't know how much longer I could

"Move... now," I demanded.

more firmly, blocking me with

defiance. "And if

step forward, closing the space

shoulders pressed against the elevator door.

above a whisper. "If you don't get

make you."

eyes widened for a split second, the hint of fear flashing

you wouldn't dare,"

uncertainty in her voice.

didn't budge, didn't blink, just kept pressing into her space. She had no

herself against the door,

my lips. "Don't

she whimpered, fake tears welling up

around the empty hallway, desperate for attention. But

her performance. I

cocked my head, laughing lightly at her pathetic display.

your fake tears?" I leaned in closer, my tone mocking.

remember, you said it yourself—I have

Who do you think they'll believe?

from her face, and

here. Nicole hesitated, then reluctantly

lips pressed

I taunted, pressing the button. As the elevator doors slid

her, letting a satisfied smirk curve

some of her

puppy. But don't be too shocked when he tells you

added, just as the doors were about to shut, "Also, if I were

sure about that power

in irritation,

off all

and

My mind

one thing: getting

out

back for myself.

elevator dinged, and

revealing Gabriel's floor.

out, bent

thought

me. I wasn't

give her

sat at the reception desk, her attention buried in