More Than A Favor

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Chapter 345

Granger still didn’t pay any attention.

Just then, someone happened to come over and greet him.

The newcomer also knew Charlene and Stewart.

The four of them started chatting.

Leah was left standing awkwardly on the sidelines, feeling increasingly embarrassed until she had no choice

but to make her exit.

Meanwhile, across the room, Moran looked over at Granger and said, “Granger seems to be hitting it off more and more with them.” By “them,” it was clear Moran meant Charlene and Stewart.

Vesta nodded in agreement.

After all, if Granger and Stewart were merely business partners, a quick hello and some polite small talk would

have sufficed at such an event.

But here Granger was, engrossed in conversation with Stewart and Charlene, suggesting they were on the brink of friendship.

To Vesta, it made sense that Granger would befriend Stewart, as Stewart was certainly the kind of person worth getting to know.

Charlene was just a part of the package.

Thorne glanced over at Charlene and Stewart but didn’t seem too fazed.

Vesta turned her gaze away from them and happened to notice Gaylord Hearst make his entrance into the banquet hall.

Thorne followed her gaze and spotted Gaylord too.

Dressed formally, Gaylord looked even more striking and aloof than usual.

When Gaylord noticed Vesta and Thorne, he briefly met Vesta’s eyes before turning away to join his friends, entering the hall from the side.

Vesta watched him go, sighing with a helpless smile. “I guess he’s still mad at me for tipping off his family about his whereabouts. He hasn’t been taking my calls, and now he’s ignoring me even in person.”

Thorne remarked, “Mr. Hearst is still young. It’s only natural for him to be a bit hot–headed.”

Vesta couldn’t disagree.

Unaware of what Vesta and Thorne thought, Gaylord had just stepped into the room and was about to greet the host when he caught sight of Charlene and Stewart.

His grip on his wine glass tightened momentarily.

He hadn’t expected Charlene and Stewart to attend the party tonight.

Charlene was decked out in a pale blue gown with fancy embroidery that really showed off her calm and classy vibe. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

It was the first time Gaylord had seen Charlene in such attire. He found it hard to tear his eyes away.

followed his gaze and, upon seeing Charlene, exclaimed, “Wow, she’s gorgeous! Who

to reality, replying,

Charlene? She’s that beautiful?”

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making his way over to Charlene and Stewart. “Mr. Ferguson, Ms. Ross.”

and Stewart turned, surprised

expected him at

in acknowledgment.

see Gaylord and asked, “And who

him, “This is Mr. Hearst.”

background and then introduced Granger, “This is Mr. Harden.”

City

the group began to

gaze frequently

way he looked

glass tightened,

his look and

eyes met, an understanding passed between them. They both realized each other’s feelings for Charlene.

that recognition, they fell into a tense

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didn’t pay any

happened to

More Than A Favor

Chapter 1

Did you ever sleep with Elaine?”

Okeaner

freezing me in my tracks. My hand hovered over the

see Logan Mercer lounging on the couch,

tried,” he said flatly.

of disbelief. “Don’t sell her short. Everyone knows Elaine’s

known each other too long. It’s like…” He hesitated, searching for the words. “It’s like knowing what’s behind every door before you open it. There’s no

tightened as I listened from

was fourteen. Back then, everyone told me he was the person I’d marry. I was sent to live at the Mercer estate, and for ten years, we’d been

many times she sneezes in a day? How often she checks the mirror?” His teasing tone shifted into something more reflective. “You know, Logan, relationships don’t work like that anymore. People want excitement. They

sat there, smoke curling up from the cigarette he’d

leaning forward, “are you still going to marry

My breath caught.

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pushed for us to get married, but he’d never given me a clear answer. I hadn’t dared to ask. Now, Caleb was

a slow stream of smoke, his silence stretching into