"Yeah, you mentioned him. Remember, you said he placed numerous orders."
"I did?" she inquired, struggling to recall.
"Absolutely. How else would I be aware of him?" he asserted, attempting to convince, or perhaps, muddy the waters. He regretted resorting to such tactics, but it was the only way to assist her.
"I must have," she replied, dismissing any suspicion. "Anyway, he finally agreed to meet me after…" she continued, returning to her discussion about Mr. Wade.
As Sharon spilled the details of her dinner with Donnie Wade, Adrian's calm facade began to crumble. His steady gaze turned into disbelief, his brows furrowing with confusion.
How could he? He met her privately without Adrian's knowledge? The very thought sent a cold shiver racing down Adrian's spine, unsettling the delic
