Chapter 152 How
Shameless Can You Be
Hadley made her way back to her room.
Located two floors beneath Denver’s, her journey required an elevator ride.
As she stepped out of the elevator, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and it was a domestic call.
With a brief pause, Hadley connected the call. “Hello?”
The voice on the other end sounded vaguely familiar. “Hadley, it’s Wilma Moran.”
Instantly, Hadley tensed up; it was Denver’s mother!
Dread began to seep into her as she realized Denver had just checked in and now his mother was on the line.
“Mrs. Moran.” Hadley inhaled sharply. “What can I do for you?”
“This isn’t something I can explain over the phone. We need to meet in person.”
Hadley felt a wave of unease again. “Mrs. Moran, are you…?”
“Yes,” Wilma answered bluntly.
“I’m at your hotel. Meet me at the lounge cafe. I’ll be there.”
With a click, the call ended.
Staring at her phone, Hadley knew avoidance wasn’t an option. She made up her mind to face whatever came
her way.
The cafe was relatively empty at this time.
As Hadley stepped inside, she immediately spotted Wilma at a window table, her face partially hidden behind sunglasses as she sipped her coffee.
She quickened her steps and approached her. “Mrs. Moran.”
Noticing her arrival, Wilma removed her sunglasses and gestured to the chair across from her. “Please, have a
seat.”
Thank you,” Hadley responded, settling into the chair as suggested.
“Would you care for a drink?” Wilma offered, maintaining a courteous demeanor.
“No, thanks,” Hadley replied, declining with a shake of her head.
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Chapter 152 How Shameless Can You Be
Located two floors beneath Denver’s, her journey required an elevator ride.
As she stepped out of the elevator, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and it was a domestic call. With a brief pause, Hadley connected the call. “Hello?”
The voice on the other end sounded vaguely familiar. “Hadley, it’s Wilma Moran.”
it was Denver’s mother!
into her as she realized Denver had just checked in and now his mother was on the line.
Hadley inhaled sharply. “What can I do
something I can explain over the phone. We need to
unease again.
Wilma answered bluntly.
at your hotel. Meet me at the lounge
the call
her phone, Hadley knew avoidance wasn’t an option. She made
her way.
relatively empty at this
spotted Wilma at a window table, her face partially hidden behind sunglasses as she
her steps and approached
Wilma removed her sunglasses and gestured to the chair across from her. “Please, have
seat.”
responded, settling into the chair as suggested.
Wilma offered, maintaining a courteous demeanor.
thanks,” Hadley replied, declining with a shake of
a smile. “I’m here to talk, not
for you then?”
caught the attention of
a hot oat latte here for
“Of course.”
the order placed, Hadley felt compelled to express
time we met, I admit things turned sour. I acted hastily and without courtesy. I
concern with a wave of her
you believe I
not staying
waiter delivered the oat latte and placed it before
“Thanks.”
cup but
eyes narrowed slightly. “Take
the latte reluctantly.
actually prepared her speech carefully on the way to the
firmly, Hadley said, “I may not be the ideal match for Denver by many standards, but I’m not in a position to make
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are you
Wilma’s smile faltered.
said, “I suspect the real reason you’re here isn’t to talk to me, but because you’ve been
was a silent,
she had struck a nerve. Denver remained firm
affection for her was deep and
for being so bold, but if Denver is okay with it,
“Enough!”
darkened instantly, cutting Hadley off mid–sentence.
boring into Hadley.
“Humph!”
her voice carrying
audacity! How shameless can you be? What gives you the right to say something like that?”
posture tensed, her hands sweating. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Moran, but have you
facade crumbled. “Do you really think you have the right to talk
lips pressed
that it was time to leave.
Moran, I’m sincerely sorry… I should go now.”
pushed back
She grabbed her phone and swiftly made
go ahead.”
reply, Wilma ended the call
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