No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 698

"Do you remember who it was?" Dustin persisted, pressing for an answer.

"I just hope Mr. Smith recovers soon. Life's a bit dull without his daily updates," I joked, quickly ending the call.

Dustin entered the room, placing flowers on my desk, and fixated on my face. "Haven't seen you this happy in a long time." "It's Mr. Smith, he got into a spat with his girlfriend and was just venting to me," I lied, using Grant as a convenient excuse.

"It wasn't about his little trip to the club, was it?" Dustin asked casually. "I saw him there."

My heart skipped a beat. If Dustin saw Grant, and Grant had seen Deborah, did that mean Dustin saw Deborah too? And the person Deborah feared-I'd always suspected it was Dustin. "Seems like all you guys love those kinds of places," I teased him.

Dustin shrugged it off. "I was there on business."

"Mr. Smith said the same, but his girlfriend didn't believe him and caused a scene," I said, picking up the flowers he brought and smelling them. They were fragrant.

"I heard you had a rough time at Sapphire Lounge. Why didn't you call me?" Dustin's words sent a chill down my spine.

He orchestrated it, yet here he was, acting concerned.

me that recording, I would never have

was so earnest, easily

expose him yet. "I handled it myself, so I didn't

the guy a piece of my

take matters into

I did get hurt, Dustin would want their life, wouldn't

then, taking their life

gaze was

nothing is more important than your

the attack, his feigned affection made me

bathroom, covering my mouel.

up but then

sw now

the bathroom, I took a deep breath, staring at my reflection and realizing for

swnove

gather evidence on Dustin and the Clark family's crimes, I had

Lounge on the phone. Was he mistaken, or was Deborah really

was about to call her when I heard