Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 77

Had it not been for Booker’s birthday bash, their paths might never have crossed. The high. society circles weren’t exactly open for just anyone to stroll into.

Booker was Tarquin’s go–to guy, his right–hand man, and Zane? Well, Zane tagged along with a mutual buddy of Booker’s.

Zane knew he was punching above his weight class, but he was cool as a cucumber event when he realized Tarquin wasn’t drinking. With a grin that never wavered, he said, ‘Name’s Zane; I’m the current manager over at Newsom Group. Been looking forward to meeting. you, Mr. Bradford. Figured I’d take a shot and introduce myself today–here’s my card.”

Zane, with a gulp of courage, fished out his business card and extended it towards Tarquin.

Tarquin glanced at it but didn’t take it immediately.

Zane’s cheeks flared red with embarrassment, scrambling mentally for a graceful exit. Suddenly, Tarquin reached out, taking the card.

Zane blinked, a rush of elation tingling through him as he silently cheered.

Tarquin inspected the card briefly before sliding it into his pocket. Then, he lifted his glass and clinked it on the table before taking a sip.

Zane, feeling honored, quickly topped off his own glass and downed three drinks in quick succession!

Booker, but their attention had never really left Zane’s interaction with Tarquin. Once they saw Tarquin accept Zane’s card and

moments ago, now thick as thieves. Such was the pull of Tarquin’s

was that Tarquin’s favor towards Zane

sake.

already returned to the

to mask her agitation, Elliot picked

“Mommy, what’s wrong?”

you ask?” Elysia responded, feigning nonchalance.

hair’s a mess, and your

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hurt?”

did Elysia notice the cut on her hand–likely from

knocked over the soap dispenser in the restroom. It was ceramic,

his face. “Does

at all, sweetie. Mommy wouldn’t forget

it’ll heal faster,” he offered with childlike sincerity.