Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 184

Looking at the man’s knuckles turning white, | knew he was really ticked off.

Usually, he only does that when he’s biting his tongue and holding back.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

| wasn’t about to argue, but | couldn’t come up with a good line to defend myself either, so | just stood there like a bump on a log.

But Hogan seemed to still have a bee in his bonnet, and when his gaze bore into me again, | heard him ask, “So, what’s Ms. March planning to do next?”

Having no idea how Hogan circled back to this topic, | responded, “After we sign the contract, the project goes on naturally.”

“Is that so? | beg to differ.” Hogan looked away and talked to himself, “Ms. March, you've played your cards right. With the support of the Temple family’s boy, you can not only complete the project but also take the reins; if you play your cards right, you might even snag a new investor. It’s like hitting the trifecta.”

His gaze hooked onto my face like a claw, and seeing the man’s meaningful look, | let out a wry smile. Turns out I’m seen as quite the schemer in Hogan’s eyes. Oh well, I'll take it as a compliment. At this point, what matters is to focus on the task at hand...

| gathered myself and said with an air of indifference, “Since Mr. Zade is so perceptive, I’m curious about what you plan to do next?”

Ayes or no to a partnership, we needed to get that straight.

Hogan gave me a sidelong glance and huffed, “Ms. March seems to be in quite a hurry.”

“I'm just concerned about the project.”

“Too bad,” Hogan lounged on the sofa, giving me a lazy look, and said, “Rainbow Capital has no plans to work with Timothy.” I

Even though I had braced myself for this moment, | still felt a surge of anger when | heard Hogan decisively refuse to work with Timothy.

He’s seen what I’ve been through these past few days at Pinecrest Hollow. Wasn’t all our effort aimed at finding a Freeman? Now that we’ve found one and Timothy has agreed to the partnership, Hogan, for some reason, is being completely unreasonable!

With this in mind, | pinched my palm to swallow the bitterness and said sternly, “Mr. Zade, this is a serious matter, please handle it with caution.”

“You're that keen on partnering with him?”

“I'm just here for the project,” | admitted, “You can afford to wait, Mr. Zade, but | can’t.”

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“So for the sake of this project, Ms. March is willing to do anything?”

Our eyes locked, and as | looked into the unfathomable depths of his eyes, my heart suddenly clenched. Right now, Hogan’s gaze was like a predator in the snow finding its prey, all greedy and bare.

| stood still, but my heartbeat started pounding uncontrollably.

“Come here.”

Those two words were succinct, yet they were pulling on my nerves.

| was well aware of the current situation: | was at his mercy. After a brief hesitation, | shamelessly moved closer to the sofa. | was less than half a meter away from Hogan.

Even though | was standing and he was sitting, | still felt dwarfed by his presence.

That’s right, if someone asked for favors, how can his soul ever be noble?

Trying keep my cool, | heard Hogan say, “Give me your hand.”

“Mr. Zade.”

“Your left hand.” Hogan cut me off in a voice firm as steel, “I won't repeat myself.”

Not sure what Hogan was up to, | hesitated for a couple of seconds before extending my hand towards him.