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Chapter 28
Hogan glanced at the insulated food container In Darren's hand and asked, “What's this?”
Before Darren could say a word, Cecilia jumped in. “The food container? Hogan, you're out of the loop. Mr.
Yearwood knew Xaviera wasn't feeling well and whipped up a special dinner with sTLC.”
Hogan gave Darren the once-over, then turned toand said, “Ms. March, you are not just a coding whiz, but
also ace at keeping her friends close, huh?”
His voice was even, but | detected a hint of sarcasm in his words.
Darren, ever the gentleman, said, “Xaviera’s often lenta hand. She’s been under the weather with a
stomachache these past couple of days, so | thought I'd check in on her.”
It sounded like he was sticking up for me.
After hearing this, Hogan snickered, “One day it’s ‘that tof the month,’ the next it’s a stomachache. Ms.
March’s health sure is full of surprises.”
| looked at Hogan in disbelief.
What was he getting at?
Thinking | was faking it?
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Cecilia, catching on, chided, “You don’t get it, Hogan. A girl's period can indeed lead to other discomforts.”
It was like she was trying to explain on my behalf, but it almost made things worse.
“Is that so?” Hogan gavea look, the smile on his lips ambiguous, “Well then, Ms. March, you'd better take
good care of yourself.”
That one sentence puton the hot seat.
‘Take care.’
Coming from Hogan, it was dripping with irony.
Suddenly remembering his explanation to Cecilia the night before, | replied calmly. “Of course, Mr. Zade, you
have put so much money into us, I've gotta take care of myself.”
Hogan's pupils quivered, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
| wasn’t about to waste my ton this kind of idle chatter and spoke up again. “Mr. Zade, we'll be on our way.”
After saying that, | shot Darren a look.
With a slight nod, Darren followed by my side.
We crossed the street in silence.
11:42
*This is as far as you go.” Darren looked at me, worry mingling in his eyes, as if he had more to say but held
back.
| didn’t mince words, reminding him. “You're busy with work too. Don’t do this kind of silly thing again.”
Darren paused, looked at me, and asked, “Xaviera, can | ask you an abrupt question?”
| curled my fingers slightly and nodded.
“Your relationship with Hogan...”
“He's the investor and I'm the project manager,” | answered frankly.
Darren seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and, with a smile, said, “If that’s the case, then it's not silly.”
Why couldn't he just drop it?
‘Alright, tis money, get back to cranking code,” Darren pointed to his wristwatch, “if you wait any longer,
you'll miss the last subway.”
Darren knew how to tease me.
And | did go back to coding in all earnestness.
By the t| returned to my apartment complex, it was late at night.
Carrying my laptop, | entered the building and looked up only to bump into Hogan.
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He was still wearing that dark grey overcoat, with a turnover collar, knee-length, drop-shoulder lesign, simple
yet timeless, just like the one | gave him years ago.
‘robably just a coincidence.
it the moment, the belt around his waist casually hung behind him, making him look both tylish and easygoing.
logan really did wear clothes well.
ut | only spared him a glance before silently walking past him.
fter a long day, | needed to rest.
Do we have to do this?”
lis deep voice cfrom behind me. | stopped in my tracks, reluctantly turned around, and aid, “Oh, it’s Mr.
Zade. Sorry, I'm not wearing my glasses.”
ogan fell silent, but his eyes remained fixed on me, makingfeel uncomfortable.
‘m off the clock,” | really couldn’t deal with this guy any longer. “If you have something to say. Ir. Zade, let's talk
tomorrow.”
fter that, | walked away.
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“Why delete my contact?” His persistent, mocking tone hit my ears as Hogan said, “Afraid Darren might get the
wrong idea?”
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