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 petty act that

Ernest and Conrad had both warned me to steer

know Allen. Even though he was giving me the cold shoulder now, I was sure he had something up his sleeve. For the moment, I decided to play it cool and

left work

neighbors either taking their kids for a walk or catching up with each

lived downstairs, greeted me

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

might not mean much, but they sure did make

jealous you have a boyfriend who cooks!" Olivia said, pouting towards my apartment. So,

on Ernest's door, greeted by his inviting voice,

the door open, I was hit by the delicious aroma of dinner cooking. My stomach, which had barely seen food all day, growled in

extractor fan filling the room. You've got Olivia

up. I've

had crossed my mind on my way home, and here he was, a

me over with good looks and

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