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?”

you guys

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

leaned in,

I replied with a forced

wasn’t the time or place for such worries. Thankfully, the lively atmosphere in

glass raised toward me and Christine, his voice shy yet filled with gratitude, “Ms. Webster, Ms. Jackson,

age and experience. Despite being a decade out of college with little to show for it, it wasn’t for lack of talent.

it increasingly difficult for Jeff to find work. But his portfolio caught my eye one day. It was a gamble, but one worth taking, in

“You deserve the opportunity. Everyone

clinking her glass against mine, “Now, sit.

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

by my side, Mark offered gently, “Ms.

in cheers,

Larson,

limits! Plus, you’ve