Loving Mom 82

Chapter 82

One of the receptionists immediately softened. “Miss, I’m sorry. I spoke out of line. Please, can you not post the video online?” The other one, clearly just as anxious to keep her job, rushed to add her apology.

“We’re sorry. Our attitude was unprofessional… According to company policy, we can’t let you upstairs without an appointment, but you’re welcome to wait in the lobby.”

Sharon hadn’t come to make trouble. Seeing that they’d already apologized, she lowered her phone without another word.

Time passed quietly. Outside, dusk crept in, darkening the glass panels of the lobby windows.

She hadn’t eaten all day, afraid that if she left for even a moment, Carter might appear just then and vanish again. She waited

silently.

She didn’t know how long it had been when the sound of calm, steady footsteps began to echo across the marble floor.

Sharon looked up and saw a familiar figure walking toward her.

Nate saw her too. He paused at the entrance, taking in the sight of her sitting alone on the waiting area sofa, then turned to the receptionists.

she doing?” he asked, his voice laced

carried a trace of resentment toward Sharon, though they now tried to

see Mr. Biggs, but she didn’t have an appointment. Company

be Mrs. Biggs, but couldn’t even get through to

understanding. A cruel smile tugged at the corners of his

well,” he said mockingly. “If it

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deliberately. “Didn’t you say you were Mrs. Biggs? If that’s true, why are you sitting

blank and unmoved by

she was, the more arrogant Nate

contempt, “I warned you last time, didn’t I? Told you to stop bothering Carter. But here you

cheek with exaggerated

happened to her. That was

too often lately. It didn’t take much to guess what he was trying to do-poke, provoke, stir

always felt that Sharon had been wronged in her marriage. Seeing Nate act out in front of

pleased with himself, almost proud. His arrogance

shrugging. “It’s your friend, not you. Even

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