Chapter 128 Stirring the Pot
Tessa heard Ste say she was going to stir up something big, and her lips twitched in response.
Ste hung up. “I’ve been swampedtely–I <b>didn’t </b>even think of <b>using </b>that woman.”
If Abraham hadn’t shown up, she probably wouldn’t have remembered.
Whew… After finishing lunch, the two split up.
Just as Ste got
back to the studio, Abel sent over all the info on Jonathan’s woman
Sure enough–she was from Noir <b>Lounge</b>.
She used to work <b>there </b>in private rooms. The file even had her address and phone number.
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<b>Just </b>as Ste <b>was </b>heading to her office, Kimmy stopped her. “Ms. Dawson, I called you three times. Why didn’t you answer!”
“Phone was on silent. What’s up?”
It was after hours already, what now?
Ste hated working overtime. Ever since she’d founded the studio, Kimmy knew better <b>than </b><b>anyone </b>that their boss <b>was </b>incrediblyzy.
Her overtime count? You could count it on one hand,
“Madam Susan’s here.”
Ste was stunned. Susan? Again? Looks like it’s time to stir something up with the Reed family, otherwise Susan wouldn’t keep bothering me like this.
She still refused to sign the paperwork to cut ties. So annoying!
“How long’s she been here?”
Kimmy said. “She’s been waiting for two hours.”
Ste went quiet. If she had that kind of patience, it had to be about Lillian. Thinking of how Lillian had bragged to her over the phone, Ste let out a coldugh.
Just as <b>she </b>was about to step <b>into </b>the office, her phone buzzed in her hand.
It <b>was </b><b>Abraham </b>She answered, and his warm, indulgent voice flowed through the line. “What’d you eat for lunch?”
<b>“</b>Steak.”
Not that great, so she didn’t eat much.
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She wasn’t into <b>steak</b>, and if she couldn’t have her favorite food, she didn’teare much for anything <b>else</b>.
<b>Abraham </b><b>said</b>, “I’m downstairs<b>. </b><b>You </bing down, <b>or </b>should I <be </b>up?”
Ste asked, “You’re looking for me now?”
“Yeah. Got something for you.”