Chapter 64 cklist, Block, Goodbye
Trapped in the iron cage of the man’s arms. Ste had nowhere to run.
“Abraham this is… she tried to protest.
Abraham looked down at her. “What?”
“I’m not a child anymore, she said again, trying to sound firm.
“So?” His voice cooled a few degrees. That means I’m not allowed to hold you anymore?”
The shift in his tone made her heart jolt painfully,
Abraham drove her straight to the Oriental International Tower.
Before she got out, he reminded her that his driver would pick her upter in the evening. She should eat a proper dinner jonce she got <b>home</b><b>. </b>
Ste hesitated. “I was going to have
dinner with Tess_”
Then the driver will take you to the restaurant,” he replied.
But she did <b>not </b>want that. She <b>and </b>Tessa were nning to <b>have </b>broth, and from the look on Abraham’s face, that was clearly off–limits.
Fine, Ste muttered, her voice small and clearly disappointed. No broth… What a tragedy.
<b>Abraham </b>nced at her, the corners of his mouth curving <b>into </b>a faint smile. Then <b>he </b>signaled Abel to drive off.
Left behind, Ste stood at the entrance, her face still flushed <b>pink </b>
Kimmy had just returned from lunch when she saw her boss standing there <b>with </b>a flushed face, <b>looking </b>dazed. She <b>crept </b>closer to get a better look
Ste stariled, quickly stepping back. “What are you doing?”
Kimmy chuckled, “Boss.. your face is so red. Are you <b>in </b>love or something?
Bark when Ste was engaged to Ethan, everyone at the studio felt sorry for her. It was
was an open
open secret that Ethan <b>had </b>feelings
for Lilian.
Everyone thought Ste deserved better. Marrying Ethan would have been a lifetime of misery. But as it turned out, she <b>had </b>never even nned to <b>marry </b>him.
“Love? Don’t be ridiculous,” Ste snapped, flustered.
That <b>was </b>her brother. The man who raised her…
Kimmy shrugged. “You’re single now. Falling in love isn’t some crime.”
Ste was speechless. She had a point, but Ste did not want to go <b>there</b>.
Ashadow flickered in her <b>eyes</b><b>, </b>too fast for Kimmy to understand.
The afternoon at the studio was chaos.
Ste barely had time to breathe, juggling multiple calls from major clients. By the time it was <b>close </b>to the end of the workday, her phone started blowing up again. This time with calls that had nothing to do with <b>work </b>
The first one <b>was </b>from Fihan
<b>10:07 </b>AM
Chapter 64 cklist, Block, Goodbye
“I’m going to rip his head off” Ethan <b>was </b>fuming.
+8 Pearts
The bruises from theirst encounter at Kingston Heights had not even faded, and now his wrist <b>was </b>broken too. If he didn’t get revenge, how could he hold his head up?
Hearing his rage. Ste chuckled coldly. “You’re so capable, why not go find out yourself? Why ask mel
“Ste Dawson!” he exploded.
If Jason had been able to find out who that man
man was, trould I be here barking at her?
“Lunatic.” She hung up on him and, unsurprisingly, added his number to her cklist.
Not long after, <b>Susan </b>called, “What’s going on with that studio of yours? <b>How </b>much have you been hiding from me?!”
“Hiding Ste sneered “Why would I bother hiding anything from you?”
She never hid it because. frankly, <b>she </b>owed the Reed family no exnations
Susan was livid. “What do you mean ‘why‘? I’m your mother!“.
“Oh, please. Isn’t it enough that you’ve got those two wastes, <b>Jonathan </b>and Lilian, calling you Mom? Don’t drag <b>me </b>into it.” Ste scoffed.
The implication was clear. Anyone who called her “Mom was doomed to be useless.
Susan had always known this daughter of hers had a sharp tongue, but today’s venom nearly made her cough up blood.
Especially over the <b>past </b>few days, every conversation with Ste made it painfully obvious she was cutting ties for good.
It all made sense now. So this was why Ste had be so defiant. She must have <b>made </b>a fortunest year<b>. </b>
Fuming, Susan almost shouted, “I’ming <b>to </b>see you. Right now!”
<b>Stelia</b>, in no doubt, rejected, “Shouldn’t you be busy looking after your sickly darling. Lilian? I’ve got no time for you.”
She was too busy <b>making </b>money y to waste time on someone like Susan.
Ste hung up again.
She was starting to regret not having two separate phones. One for work, one personal. If she <b>had</b>, she would not have to worry about picking up unfamiliar numbers, just in case they were clients.
But of course, up until now, none of the Reed family or Ethan ever called her first. And now!
They were calling her more in a few days <b>than </b>they had in the past yearbined.
It was exhausting<b>! </b>