When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 183 Ir’s Obvious He Likes Her

As soon as Thomas finished his sentence, soprene Tapped him on the shoulder.

“Sorry I’m late,” said Gavin, a sharply dressed man who exoded charm as he took a seat nearby.

“Long time no see, Mr. Howard,” Gavinsoldwithapolite smile.

Noel didn’t bother hiding his disinterest. “I wouldn’t mind if we never met again,” he replied bluntly, histone cutting

Cavin’s smile wavered slightly. He glanced at Noel, whose polished appearance and natural aura of authority made it clear he came f

from a world apart. Even in the chaps of the bar, Noel’s presence stood out as refined. Tunmistakably elite. The son of the deputy mapit wasn’t someone one could easily overlook.

Sensing the tension, Thomas interjected, “Gavin’s here because we’ve got business with his family. It just made sense to meet here since we were all around.”

Noel’s rulloss, toward Gavin wasn’t random it stemmed from a past incident invoodring Gavin and Noel’s comin Helena. The two men had once been friendly, but Noel had cut ties completely with cain after what happened with Helena

let me explain. She thought I betrayed her, but I was set up

Gavin attempted an explanation. “What happened with Helens was a misunderstanding. She wouldn’t let me explains someone drugged me

Why are you telling thes? Are you limping I’ll put in a good word for you?” Gavin’s shoulders stiffened. “That’s exactly what I’m asking. Things wouldn’t have ended like this if she’d just listened bark then.” Gavin’s pare shifted toward a table

table, Helena’s phone rang

off here at Blue Night?” she asked

turned to Whitney with a casual remark “oh, I forgot to tell you Your brother, Matthew is intering at my

yourself when

the room before spotting

them, he also looked surprised to see Whitney and Yvette there.

smile. Despite his effort to appear mature, his college–kid vibe was unmistakable

the seat beside her. “Sit

hesitated but ultimately sat next to Helena. Remembering why he was there, he pulled a

said as she

it true you’re

glanced at Helena, who was sipping her drink, “Yeah, figured I’d give it a shot, Didn’t expect to get in, though. Thanks, Helena Helena waved off the gratitude, her cheeks flushed from her drinks. “Don’t

Helena take another drink, Matthew frowned. “You’ve had quite a few. Maybe

glasses surrounded, evidence of

her glass in a toast with

on Helena, and the way he looked at her was telling. He liked her, Matthew seemed to malize he wouldn’t win the argument and stood up briefly. When he retamed, he placed a glass of water in

least have some

propped her head on her hand and teased, “Matthew, why are you only worried about Helena? What about me? Where’s my Water?