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

was so earnest,

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

gave the guy a piece of my mind,

Don't take matters into your own hands. Those guys are tough,

get hurt, Dustin would want their life, wouldn't you?" I

taking

Dustin's gaze

is more

his feigned affection made

bathroom, covering my mouel.

stood up but then

sw now

I took a deep breath, staring at my reflection and realizing for the first time how deeply I could despise

swnove

the Clark

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

about to call her when I heard Dustin's voice