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.

sense. Madelyn had always had eyes for Brian. Now that Robert was out of the picture, it was only natural for her to find comfort in Brian’s arms.

she bore Brian’s child, her place in the

at “The Aerie.”

the cool glow of the neon sign, luxury cars were

backpack

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

the card, he nodded respectfully,

to the Moore

for him to be quiet, then, tipping her baseball cap down. She slipped in

through the corridor, past the bustling building, to a serene courtyard. Natalie unlocked the door with

the door, a gust of wind rushed toward

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caught the assailant’s wrist between two fingers.

voice complimented from the

butler of The Aerie, and looked

vaguely familiar as if they

years. She’s only been trained in the basics by two generations of the Moore family. Her blocking him is just luck,” another figure lounged