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.

for Phipps playing me that recording, I would never have

face was so earnest,

played along, knowing it wasn't time to expose him yet. "I handled it myself, so I didn't want

guy a piece of my mind,

slightly, "Next time, just call me. Don't take matters into your own

did get hurt, Dustin would

taking their

Dustin's gaze was

nothing is more important

the attack, his feigned affection made me nauseous. I rushed to

bathroom, covering my mouel.

up but

sw now

staring at my reflection and realizing

swnove

gather evidence on Dustin and the Clark

the phone. Was he

was about to call her when I heard Dustin's voice outside, "Felicia, are you