Belinda was having a blast chatting with Bryan when suddenly a group of guys came and whisked him away. She was still trying to wrap her head around the situation as she nibbled on her coffee straw in a daze.
âLook at you, having a blast with your coffee?â
The sound of Chaseâs voice snapped Belinda back to reality, and she put down her coffee.
Chase had a grin plastered on his face, âI didnât tell you not to drink. Why so jumpy? But how come youâre hogging all the coffee for yourself and not getting me a cup?â
Belinda stood up to explain, âMr. Larios, this coffee wasnât my order; itâs on the house from some colleagues. Plus, itâs a budget-friendly option; it might not be to your liking, so they didnât bother getting you this.â
She was careful with her words, not wanting to land her colleagues in hot water.
Chase raised an eyebrow. âIs that so? How do you know itâs not to my liking? Gimme, let me give it a taste.â
Give it a taste? He didnât even order anything, so what was he trying to taste?
Belinda was flabbergasted, watching Chase with wide eyes.
Chase sauntered over to her desk, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and nodded, âNot too shabby! Get me one next time.â
Belinda was gobsmacked. She was blushing furiously, completely at a loss.
Wait, hold up! Donât go overboard!
Chase never had any self-control around women; he was probably kissing and sleeping with a different woman every day, so what was a sip of someoneâs drink?
He mustâve just done it out of habit, not because it was her coffee. Even if it was another womanâs, heâd still take a swig.
Belinda banished these thoughts from her mind, took the coffee from Chase, and tossed it in the trash, âSure, Mr. Larios, next time someoneâs getting coffee, Iâll make sure they get you one too.â
Chase squinted his eyes. He watched Belinda toss the coffee in the trash and chuckled. âDidnât know you disliked me that much. Sorry for ruining your coffee.â
Belinda frowned, coldly replying, âNo worries, Iâd already had half of it; I usually canât finish a whole cup anyway, so I always end up throwing it away.â
Chaseâs expression turned serious. The girl who used to be head over heels for him was now so indifferent that he was having a hard time getting used to it.
But wasnât this exactly what he wanted?
Ida came over and reminded him, âAlright, enough teasing your secretary! Letâs get down to business!â
Chase snapped back to reality, turned serious, and said, âMs. Wesley, I need a favor.â
Belinda slightly bowed, âMr. Larios, feel free to tell me what you need.â
âItâs not work-related; itâs a personal favor actually.â
Belinda looked puzzled, âPersonal? Mr. Larios, what personal favor could you possibly need from me?â
She better not have to go get him condom again!
Chase slung his arm around Idaâs shoulder, âWeâre both planning to visit the Blanchet Villa later, but weâre afraid the Blanchet family might not welcome us, so we might not be able to get in. Youâre related to Theo, right? I figure that if you come with us, it should be smooth sailing.â
Belinda was a bit confused, âMr. Larios, why would you and Ms. Gipson suddenly want to visit the Blanchet Villa together? Is there something special going on?â