Fiona sat back in her chair, belly full and satisfied, absently scrolling through her phone. Her fingers flew across the screen, tapping away so fast it was like she was in some kind of showdown.

There were only a couple of dishes on the table she actually liked, but that didn't bother her. She glanced at the new message from Tyler and let a sly smile tug at

her lips.

Hook, line, and sinker.

She was about to stash her phone when she noticed the little "typing..." bubble in Tyler's chat window. Seriously, what was this guy up to?

Whatever. She couldn't be bothered. Fiona snapped her phone shut.

Right at that moment, a message from Tyler popped up-then vanished almost immediately.

Tyler: Nash came to see me today.

If she'd seen that, no doubt she'd have grilled him for details, then gone straight to Jackson for the whole story.

"Mr. Woods, Ms. Fiona, I've always heard you two are the perfect match. So, when are we going to get an invite to your wedding?" The host's booming voice broke the awkward silence. He raised his glass, grinning.

"Let me toast you both! I'll drink mine straight down, you two can take it easy-no pressure."

host was hoping to score big by getting closer to Jackson and Fiona. One was from the main branch

deal with either of them would

looked confused and, almost in sync, turned

were Jackson and

someone from the

was going

people looked furious, glaring daggers at

would so openly try to set up Jackson and Fiona. Didn't he know they'd already broken

to

the group from Country M was waiting

there's been a misunderstanding. Jackson and Ms.

turned

het

breakup! He wasn't living under rock. But this Gregory

all. Anyone

Jackson

to mention, ever since the food poisoning incident,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255