Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 120

Not far from here was the Rose Room.

“Head on over first,” Brian whispered to his companions.

“How are you going?” Drifting his gaze past Remington’s shoulder, Brian caught Dave at the end of the hallway.

Dave nodded slightly in greeting, a silent acknowledgment of Brian’s presence.

“I was just about to tell you,” Remington murmured in response to the unspoken question in Brian’s eyes.

As Brian watched Dave exit into the courtyard, he noticed a familiar figure busily packing up some equipment.

He frowned, trying to place the person, but before he could get a clearer view, Dave had already closed the door behind him.

“What are you looking at?” Remington followed his gaze with a puzzled look.

brief pause, shaking

with you coming back today. Join me later when I head back to the base,” Brian continued, his

were relatives, albeit distantly related through three generations. Brian’s grandfather, who was also Remington’s great–uncle, had practically raised Brian in the family compound, which was separated from Remington’s house by a

Davis doing?” Remington asked, pausing

base. He’s been ranting every other day, saying you should never have gone overseas but stay right

looked away, his response caught somewhere in his

military history, had only Remington serving abroad in a peacekeeping force, upholding the family’s legacy. With the Morales name on his shoulders, there was no room for regret, not even if

visit your flancée while you’re back. It’s

was brief, during a seven–day leave when the Morales family hastily arranged their engagement party. He barely remembered what she looked like, only that she was the quiet type. Just like that, they were set

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to dwell on it. Inside the Rose Room, he quickly steered the conversation back to the

last without some serious tech skills like hacking

mused. “That’s not the point. The

and then to