Chapter 238

I was sipping on my juice when her final words made me choke hard.

After catching my breath, I finished my meal and poked her cheek, “Can’t you shoot for something a bit classier?”

“Eight figures, though. You might handle it, but I sure can’t.” Christine’s head spun with dollar signs, “Actually, bending a little for money Isn’t such a bad idea. And that Margaret, she’s just his dad’s lady. Nothing ever happened between them.”

“Better drop that thought right now. As I grabbed my jacket to head out with her, I couldn’t help but add, “And that Teresa, still dreaming of getting Bryant to marry Margaret.”

“What?” Christine slipped into her heels, blown away by my words, “Has sh

e lost her mind after being in a coma for so long? And wasn’t she falling out with Margaret just the other day? Now they’re back on the same tearn?”

“Who knows” I picked up my bag and opened the door.

With her imagination running wild, Christine speculated, “What if they’re into some crazy stuff?”

I asked, “Like what?”

“Maybe a threesome?” Her shocking theories continued as she analyzed. “They’re already sharing a man. What else could reconcile them so quickly?”

widened in disbelief

a taste

swung open, and Gregory looked over with a smirk that wasn’t quite a

caught me every time I said or did something

you get a kick out of

up, his hair slightly tousled,

let it go. “Fine, we’ve got

stopped me, “Where

said, “Running errands.”

inside and came out with a dress box, handing it over lazily.

Being his plus–one and him providing the dress wasn’t too

the time. “Meet

evening traffic, I’d barely

some basic prep and makeup. It would take a decent chunk

eyebrow. “Any problem?”

the recording he had on me, I resignedly

until tomorrow. She patted my shoulder

dress box, Christine’s text was waiting. [I’m off to check the office. Call me if you finish

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