Early morning, Murray was resting in the VIP lounge at the airport, mindlessly scrolling through his social media.

With half an hour left before his flight, time seemed to crawl at an agonizingly slow pace, wishing he could teleport onto the plane.

Suddenly, he froze, straightening up as something caught his eye. A post from Corley from the day before showed a beautiful beach scene with the perfect blend of blue skies, turquoise waters, and the golden hue of sunset.

The caption read, [The weather on Maldor Beach is nice, but the best part is meeting someone special.]

Comment from A read, [Is Corley hunting for romance on his vacation?]

Corley's reply: [I'm not casting a wide net. I'm fishing with precision.]

Comment from B: [Sounds like Mr. Sullivan's caught something interesting?]

Corley's reply: [Grinning with teeth.]

As Murray scrolled further, his mood darkened. With too many mutual friends, the update had caused many speculative comments about Corley's love life.

spread fake news while he sneaked

to Maldor Beach to board, prompting Murray to

the door, he bumped into Millie, who was about to enter. Their

got embraced

heard about their amazing overwater bungalows, where you

twitch in his brow, Murray muttered an excuse about visiting the restroom and quickly walked

called his assistant, Maurice, with a frosty

up the phone, wondering if Murray

if you don't want your

set in.

recall correctly, I only asked

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off booking double and handing it to Millie.df there's a problem with your hearing, you should get

to excuse himself. Instead he apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sherwood.

tone softened slightly. "Better

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