No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 697

At the break room, I casually tossed out a question to the others, "Has anyone seen Mr. Smith today?"

A few snickers and suppressed laughs followed, sparking my curiosity, "What's up? Did something happen to him?"

"He got a makeover, courtesy of his girlfriend!"

"Must've been a wild cat fight."

"Who knew Mr. Smith's girlfriend had it in her..."

"Well, if my guy hit up a nightclub without me, I'd scratch him too."

The gossip flew fast and loose, and from the chatter, I pieced it together: Grant hadn't shown up at the office because he was sporting some new 'decorations' on his face, too embarrassed to show his mug. Back at my desk, I couldn't resist and dialed Grant, figuring a check-in was in order. It wasn't to poke fun-far from it. Grant had always had my back.

"Don't buy into the office gossip mill, it's all blown out of proportion," he rushed to clarify the moment the call connected.

curiosity, "What are you talking

paused, "You were at the office, right? Didn't you

haven't heard a peep.

mirroring the office rumors. Ending it with, "What I regret most is ever

prompting me to tease, "Oh?

not intentionally bringing Ernest into it. It was his way of saying his tastes

slide, and Grant,

end up

He blurted out, then fell silent, probably

for Seabreeze City's elite to

she still got

You know how it is, women always overthink things. A perfectly normal situation turns into a full-blown

unwittingly offending all womankind.

cool off after giving you a new

scratched me... Oh great, Felicia, now

dock