LOGINVanessa looked genuinely bummed, then expectant. "No, I haven't. If I ever met Sun, I'd probably be too starstruck to speak."Anthony grinned. "You, starstruck? I never would've expected that.""She's my role model, after all."Connor didn't get anything useful out of that, so he played one of the videos of Sun's races. It was the one where she'd shattered the track record.She was a tall woman in full racing gear, her helmet hiding her face. There was nothing to go on but her build. Sun clearly didn't want her identity out there.Then, he watched the race footage. Her moves were clean, sharp, effortless, and stylish. That kind of grace took real talent. The helmet blocked her eyes, but one could still tell that they were focused and fierce.For some reason, Connor thought of Phoebe. When she drove, she rested one arm along the window while steering with her other hand. She could reverse into a spot as smooth as anything.It was a badass move, and Sun's build did kind of match P
Sandra had been surprised to receive the investigation assignment from Connor last night.As far as she was aware, Phoebe was just Connor's live-in housekeeper who used to bring his lunches to the office. She hadn't seen her for the past month, though.Connor hadn't said much, so Sandra had reached out to Valerie, who'd quit almost a month ago. Valerie had spoken to Phoebe on the phone and had gotten caught by Lance on the spot.A quick chat had spilled the truth—the woman Sandra had thought was just there to deliver meals was actually Connor's wife! She and Connor had been secretly married for three years!Sandra was floored. She'd always figured Vanessa was the locked-in future Mrs. Russell. After all, Connor had worn matching rings with her, and he'd introduced her to all the top execs…Wait—Connor had stopped wearing a ring altogether a week ago. According to Valerie, Phoebe had filed for divorce.Sandra thought back to Connor's weird behavior that same week and pieced it tog
Simon was startled. "What's up with you?"Gideon's face gave nothing away. "I'm in a hurry to leave.""It's already this late. What's the rush…" Simon trailed off, catching a weird vibe. He glanced between Gideon and Phoebe, then let his imagination run wild. He grinned like an idiot and said, "I get it. I totally do! I won't hold you two up!"Phoebe was at a loss for words, especially when Simon nudged her toward the door. Well, there wasn't much reason to stick around anyway.Glen had left earlier. Phoebe hadn't drunk, so she drove Gideon's car home with him.Not far from them, Evan sat in the back of his own car. His eyes were fixed on the direction Phoebe drove off in. He commanded the driver, "Follow them."It didn't take long before he watched her pull into Freeport Residences. He waited for two hours, but she never came back out.Evan's driver was nodding off. He let out a huge yawn, glancing in the rearview mirror as he did. Then, he froze. All night, Evan's expression h
Evan didn't want to turn into one of those guys. He pulled himself together before stepping out of the room.Gideon was having a drink with Phoebe right by his side. The sight of that made the storm that Evan had just managed to calm stir up again. He couldn't look at them anymore and turned away.As he did, his eyes landed on Aaron.Aaron spotted him too and instinctively avoided him, but then thought better of it because it was too embarrassing. He shrugged and walked over to Evan. "I've got plenty of male fans, but I don't swing that way. Don't get any ideas."Evan was already in a foul mood, and this idiot was making things worse. He actually laughed from sheer irritation. He raised a brow and asked, "Do your fans know you're this dumb?"Aaron blinked in confusion. "What's that supposed to mean? Don't take it out on me just because you can't land the guy you want."Evan had no words. He walked to the bar, picked up a glass, and stared at Phoebe through the crowd. He downed hi
There was a flash of white in Evan's head; he felt like something was about to burst. His gaze hardened into a deadly stare as he fixed it on Simon. He forced out, "You're messing with me, right?"Simon laughed like he'd heard the joke of the year. "Messing with you? Why the hell would I? Connor's just a loser now that he and Phoebe are divorced. What's he worth now? Even if Phoebe dates ten losers, he'd still come in dead last!"Evan clenched his fists tightly."There's a saying—don't worry about an ex who can't move on. Worry if the new one's good enough." Simon smacked his lips. "Next to Gideon, Connor's always going to be inferior."Evan was usually quick with words, but right now, he had nothing. He couldn't process this discovery at all—Gideon liked Phoebe!If Simon was bold enough to say it, then Gideon's feelings for Phoebe had to be far from ordinary—so far that even Simon dared to joke about them.Simon noticed something off with Evan and looked at him like he was insan
Gideon was dressed a little more casually that day but still carried that refined air.At work, Phoebe would always go along with whatever he needed, down to the most minor details. So, hearing him say "please" like that threw her off.She said, "Mr. Blackwood, you can just tell me what you want.""This isn't the office. I shouldn't be bossing you around," he said.She understood what he was getting at now and asked curiously, "Does that mean I can refuse?"He looked surprised. "Of course. Are you going to?"Phoebe was just messing with him. Pouring a glass of water was no big deal. Instead of saying anything, she walked over to the fancy drink station, poured two glasses of lemon-infused water, and came back. She handed him one glass.Gideon took it, sipped, then said, "I'll have a drink or two later. You shouldn't. You're driving me home later."Phoebe had no reason to argue with that.Evan stood right there, watching every bit of their exchange. The spark in his eyes was go







