He dialed her number repeatedly.

But it went straight to voicemail each time.

Drinking more than he realized, he drank himself into oblivion.

When he woke the next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Noreen was there, wiping his face with a towel.

“Nova called.

Asked me to check on you! Are you enjoying the solitude? I warned you, you’d regret this sooner or later.''

Leonel swallowed hard.

Glancing around, he saw he was in the bed he used to share with Alexis.

And there, on the bedside table, sat the glass ball, just like old times.

Noreen couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness at the sight of it.

Leonel croaked out, “I have nothing urgent today on my schedule, so I’ll stay home.

My head’s pounding!”

Noreen nodded.

“Got it.

But tomorrow’s Mr.

Waston’s birthday bash.

of a big

going

Waston guy?” Leonel murmured as he shielded

Noreen couldn’t believe it.

Waston, the big cheese at Waston Group!

might be there

Brown, so she’s probably

jolted Leonel

he muttered, “Would she

Noreen shook her head.

“No.

Business is business.

I doubt Miss Fowler.

Leonel cut her off with

give a damn about lines between public and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255