The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 120

Nancy was taken aback for a moment.

Was Judson always this quick on the draw with insults?

But hearing Judson lay into Cyrus, Nancy couldn't help but smirk. "You're right. He really is that dumb." Seeing Nancy in a good mood, Judson deftly snatched her phone away. "Nancy, let's not dwell on this. How about we head home and catch some Ź's?"

"More sleep? We just had a full night of it," Nancy said with a playful eye-roll. "I need to freshen up first. You figure out breakfast, and then it's off to work. I've got a packed schedule this week."

With that, she didn't wait for Judson's reply and made her way to the bathroom.

Once Nancy was out of sight, Judson's attention returned to his phone as it buzzed with a new message.

It was from Baldrick. [Nancy, should we try to bury this news?]

Judson smirked slightly and quickly typed a response.

eager to see what Judson had to say, immediately played

came through,

it

trying to imply? Nancy had insisted Judson wasn't the deceitful type. Was

Baldrick's resolve strengthened; Judson needed to be handled-and soon. The

handling Cyrus

a number. "Intercept the intel. Make sure Cyrus'

"Understood, Mr. Robertson."

I guarantee nothing from

tone, responding with a curt acknowledgment, his focus still on the sound of running

with determination. "Deal

Nancy over, but if Cyrus insisted

amused. "No problem. Anyone who tries to come between Judson and his

Cyrus stared at his phone, frustration etched on his