Chapter 235



I threw Grant a curveball.

Curiosity was killing me. Who was the big boss behind the scenes?

Deep down, I doubted it was Ernest. The guy was too broke to be in the running, but something kept nagging at me that Grant's mysterious backer could be Ernest.

With an afternoon wide open after a brief meeting, I flicked through my phone and opened WhatsApp.

There was a new message from Allen, just a friendly notification saying we were now contacts. Nothing else. Not a word more.

By now, he must've seen my acceptance notification but chose to ignore it.

Clearly, this was his way of getting back at me for not reciprocating his friend request last night.

was evident from this

Conrad had both warned me to steer clear

late to act like I didn't know Allen. Even though he was giving me the cold shoulder now, I was sure

I left

was lively, with neighbors either taking their kids for a walk

who lived downstairs, greeted

got back. Haven't you started dinner yet?" I replied, returning the casual

not mean much, but they sure did

I just got back from grocery shopping, too. I'm jealous you have a boyfriend who cooks!" Olivia said, pouting towards

the stairs and knocked on Ernest's door, greeted by his

delicious aroma of dinner cooking. My stomach,

extractor fan filling the room. You've got Olivia drooling

back at me, "Go wash up. I've got

thought of watermelon had crossed my mind on my way home, and here he was, a step

me over with

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