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.

Phipps playing me that recording, I

face was so earnest, easily

time to expose him yet. "I

a piece of my mind, left

into your own hands. Those guys are tough, what if

Dustin would want their life,

taking their

Dustin's gaze

nothing is more

the attack, his feigned

bathroom, covering my mouel.

stood up

sw now

my reflection and realizing for the first time how

swnove

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

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

her when I heard