DreameNovelChapter 92 Get 5 > Menu After a brief silence, Ashton's deep, smooth voice cthrough the line. "Have you been drinking?" "Are you willing to be my fake boyfriend?" I dodged his question, refusing to explain myself.
Ignoring my response, he pressed again, "Where are you?" "Forget it. I already know your answer," I replied curtly, ready to hang up.
But Ashton's voice stopped me. “Elaine, where are you? Are you at hor out somewhere?" His tone was firm, almost demanding.
The emotions I'd been suppressing suddenly erupted. "Who are you to tellwhere I can be? I'll go wherever I want! I..." Before I could finish ranting, Nora leaned over and grabbed the phone. “Mr. Drake, don't worry. She's with me. I'm her best friend." Then she turned toand whispered, "Be nice when you're asking for help." I playfully pushed her away, but Ashton's voice cthrough the phone again. "We'll talk again tomorrow when you're sober." Before I could protest, he hung up, leavingstaring at the phone in disbelief. "He thinks I'm drunk,".I muttered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNora burst out laughing. "He's just afraid you'll change your mind tomorrow when you're sober." I had been drinking, but I wasn't drunk enough to forget what I was saying.
Still, maybe this was Ashton's way of rejecting me. After all, he had heardsay I wasn't into him. He probably thought I was messing with him or, worse, trying to use him.
The next morning, I woke up with a splitting headache, completely hungover. I didn't even know when Nora had left for work.
My phone rang loudly, rudely pullingout of my daze.
"Hello," I answered groggily, not bothering to check the caller ID.
"Ms. Hart, can you cto the amusement park now?" Victor's anxious voice cthrough the line.
I frowned. "Mr. Langston, I've quit. Didn't you hear? If you need something, talk to... Miles-Mr. Miles." "Ms. Hart, I need your help." Victor sounded desperate, which madesit up in bed.
I ran a hand through my tangled hair. "What do you want?" "You have to come. You'll understand when you get here," he replied, his tone cryptic.
I glanced at the time-it was already 10:00 am, and I was still in bed. I stretched lazily, enjoying the rare indulgence of doing nothing.
"I've already resigned. None of this concernsanymore," I reminded him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Hart." Victor's voice grew more pleading. "Please, consider it a personal favor. Can you come?" I pursed my lips. "I suppose. But do we really have to meet at the amusement park?" 15:25 28.75% "Where would you like to meet?" Victor asked, clearly willing to compromise.
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Sensing the urgency in his voice, I decided to press for moreinformation "Just tellwhat's En going on over the phone."
Back when I was at the company, Victor had been Logan's secretary. Because of my relationship with Logan, Victor had always gone out of his way to help me. Many of Logan's gifts and holiday arrangements had been handled by Victor. In sways, Victor had done more forthan Logan ever did.
"It really can't be discussed over the phone. We need to meet in person," Victor insisted.
Still, I wasn't going to give in so easily. "Mr. Langston, if you won't tellnow, then forget it."
There was a pause before Victor tried a different approach. "Elaine," he said nicke softly, switching to my nickname. "If you don't come, I might lose my job tomorrow." I frowned, piecing things together. "Is this Logan's plan?" Victor hesitated before admitting, "Yes." I sighed, already regretting asking. "What does he want now?" Victor hesitated again, then finally said, "Actually, Mr. Mercer wants to... propose to you at the amuse ment park."
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