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    “Yeah, probably not,” Ste replied.


    Rita sounded a little disappointed after that.


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    After a bit of small talk, Ste hung up.


    Meanwhile, Rita knocked on William’s door.


    “Mr. Briggs, I was nning to cook in Ms. Russell’s ce like before, but she said she’s not staying here anymore, so I might have to start cooking at home and bringing the food over. It will just take me a bit longer.”


    William’s breath caught. His gaze sharpened. “What did you just say?”


    “I said the food might take longer…”


    “No, the part before that.”


    “Oh—Ms. Russell moved out. She’s probably noting back. You didn’t know?” Rita had assumed he was already in the loop—after all, they’d always seemed close.


    But William was stunned. Again, she’d left without telling him. Not even a word. She’d really just… gone?


    A storm of frustration surged through him. What was he to her, that she could walk away without so much as a heads-up?


    His chest tightened. His appetite vanished.


    He waved Rita off, then left the room. An hourter, William stood outside Steven’s vi.


    Steven opened the door and immediately caught the sour look on William’s face. “What now? Sylvia trouble again?” William let out a heavy sigh.


    Steven stepped aside to let him in, grabbed a good bottle from the wine cab, poured a ss, and handed it over. “Alright, spill it.”


    William didn’t hold back. He told Steven how cold Ste had beentely, especially how she had moved out without telling him. “She told Rita. But me? Nothing. Do I really mean that little to her?”


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    Steven clicked his tongue. Watching William struggle with love like this—it was almost entertaining.


    “Honestly, maybe it’s karma. You turned down so many women before Sylvia, maybe the universe is getting even with you.”


    What goes aroundes around. It was definitely his karma.


    William shot him a death re. “If you’ve got nothing useful to say, just shut up and listen.”


    If Steven didn’t shut up, he might have to make him.


    Steven raised his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright, don’t blow a fuse. I’ll give you real advice this time.”


    William sipped his wine, already guessing where this was headed. “Pretending to be innocent and vulnerable doesn’t work.”


    Steven blinked. “Wait—how’d you know that’s what I was gonna say? You already tried it? You must’ve done it wrong.”


    William gave him a deadpan stare. “You think this is funny?”


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