Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 117

Robert and Brian were thick as thieves, the kind of friends who’d share a beer and a burger without batting an eye. Sure, Brian had his circle, but no one came close to Robert in his book.

Brian was always wary, a brooding soul with trust for only a select few. Robert was one of those rare few. It was unthinkable that he would ever harm Robert.

Even if Robert had a gun to Brian’s head, Natalie wouldn’t believe he’d pull the trigger.

[Yeah, I can’t see it either. Over a dame? Murder seems a stretch.] Rosie agreed. [Besides, there’s no proof. It’s all just idle gossip.]

Realizing her earlier outburst, Natalie paused, then added, [Right, just over a dame. It’s not worth it.]

After mentioning Madelyn, Rosie meandered onto other topics about the cast, praising the new leading lady.

Natalie spent a while chatting with Rosie before wrapping up the conversation.

Staring at her computer screen, immersed in the game’s universe, Natalie fell into a long silence.

No wonder she hadn’t heard about Robert or seen him after returning back for over a month.

that Robert was out of the

had an air of arrogance about her, and now that she bore Brian’s

“The Aerie.”

of the neon sign, luxury

and slung her backpack over one

bouncer eyed Natalie, who pulled a black and gold card from her bag and flashed it

card, he

exclusive to the Moore family, the

her baseball cap

past the bustling building, to a serene

the door, a gust

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the assailant’s wrist between

a voice complimented

and looked toward

seemed vaguely familiar as if they had met

in years. She’s only been trained in the basics by two generations of the Moore family. Her