When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 308

Meanwhile, a gust of energy seemed to breeze through the door as I tried to peek inside, but the waiter quickly blocked my view.

“Privacy is a priority here,” he seemed to imply with his stance.

“Good evening, miss. Are you a friend of Mr. Shaw’s group?” the waiter inquired in a polite but curious tone.

Shaw? The name didn’t ring any bells.

I shook my head. “No, I think I’ve got the wrong room.”

As I turned to leave, I couldn’t shake the feeling that eyes were piercing through me, sending shivers down my spine. When I glanced back, I found the door seamlessly shut.

Back in our private dining area, Christine had already ordered. “Check this out. Anything else you fancy?”

good. Whatever you

thoughts, puzzling me. It wasn’t anyone I knew, but the bits I caught sounded eerily relevant to my life. Yet, I couldn’t recall anyone with the

Christine leaned in, whispering,

I replied with a

the lively atmosphere in the room soon distracted

with his glass raised toward me and Christine, his voice shy yet filled with

experience. Despite being a decade out of college with little to show for it, it wasn’t for lack of talent. Jeff always stuck to his

an unproven designer, making it increasingly difficult for Jeff to find work. But his portfolio caught my

my glass, I responded, “You deserve the opportunity. Everyone

“Now, sit. Let’s all enjoy

were our cue to cut loose, and pretty soon, everyone was raising

offered gently, “Ms. Webster can’t

erupted in cheers,

Larson, you’re

to protest, but Mark was firm. “You know your limits! Plus, you’ve been busy. How will you work tomorrow if