Chapter 691
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Domenic massaged his forehead and said, âOkay, Iâll be there.
â
After leaving the courthouse, Reece hailed a taxi to the airport.
As he made his way to the arrival section, he glanced at his wristwatch.
He had been waiting for over half an hour, well beyond the planeâs scheduled Landing.
Yet, he saw no sign of her.
Reece whipped out his phone and punched in a number.
Following a few rings, someone answered on the other end.
âHi, Reece.
â
âHey Carole, Iâm here at the airport waiting to pick you up.
Are you out yet? Why didnât I see you?â Reece stretched up on his toes and looked inside.
But on the phone, a gentle female voice replied casually, âThe plane landed early.
Iâm already on my way.
â
âWhat?â ALL of a sudden, Reeceâs hopeful expression disappeared.
He gripped his phone tightly and inquired, âWhy didnât you call me when you got here?â
âReece, I said you didnât have to pick me up.
Iâve got some errands to run.
You can head back now.
â
Reeceâs gaze turned serious.
âWhat do you say we grab dinner together tonight?â
âIâve got plans tonight.
Iâm sorry.
â The womanâs voice was gentle, yet her rejection was clear.
Reece had something on his mind but found himself at a loss for words.
He pressed his lips together and then uttered, âOkay, then.
Whenever youâre freeâ¦â
âIâll get in touch when I can.
Bye for now.
â
Before Reece could add anything more, she abruptly ended the call.
He heard the beep of the disconnected call and let out a deep sigh.
Later that evening, in the private room of Whispering Mist, an exquisite restaurant.
Jordan beamed affectionately as he chatted with a woman dressed in a white lace dress seated next to him.
The ladyâs long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she carried herself with grace.
Her slender figure was poised, her hands neatly placed on her thighs.
Clearly, she came from an eminent family and had a refined upbringing.
Her makeup was subtle, enhancing her soft, inviting eyes and her friendly smile.
She stood out remarkably.
Their joyful conversation was interrupted when someone opened the door.
The woman lifted her head, and her eyes froze, softening her expression.
Domenic, dressed out in a sharp suit with perfectly fitting pants, strolled in through the door, radiating the air of an experienced businessman.