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.

evident from this petty act that he was the kind to

and Conrad had both warned me to steer clear of

he was giving me the cold shoulder now, I was

five, I left work for

either taking their kids for a walk or

downstairs, greeted me with her

dinner yet?" I replied, returning the casual

but they sure did make the neighborhood feel more like

I'm jealous you have a boyfriend who

knocked on Ernest's

aroma of dinner

the kitchen, the sound of the extractor fan filling the room. You've got Olivia drooling downstairs with your cooking)"I

up. I've got watermelon juice chilling in

thought of watermelon had

you trying to win me over with good looks

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