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.

that recording,

face was so

his role, and I played along, knowing it wasn't time to expose him yet.

a

call me. Don't take matters into your own hands. Those

get hurt, Dustin would want their life,

taking

Dustin's gaze

more important than your

his feigned affection made me nauseous.

bathroom, covering my mouel.

up but then

sw now

deep breath, staring at my reflection and realizing for the first

swnove

to gather evidence on Dustin and the Clark

Deborah at Sapphire Lounge on the

was about to call her when I