Chapter 94
Chapter 94:
Kailey searched for a simpler explanation. “I don’t actually have much money of my own. The car was a gift. And regardless of what someone has, I still think having a job matters p>
Zaria ran a hand lightly over the steering wheel and nodded slowly. “Fair point. Alright, let’s go p>
After dropping Zaria off, Kailey stopped at a shop on the way home and picked up a small cake.
When she arrived, Kyson still hadn’t returned.
𝗬𝗈𝗎𝘳 d𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗒 d𝗼𝘴𝘦 o𝖿 𝗻𝘰v𝗲𝗅𝘀 𝗈𝗻
For a moment, she wondered whether to call him. After a brief hesitation, she decided against it—he was probably out socializing—and took a shower and went to bed instead.
Elsewhere, Kyson sat alone in a dim corner of a club, nursing a drink.
He had canceled the company dinner only to come home and find the apartment empty. Then a friend had sent him photos posted online—Kailey eating out with a coworker. Another call had dragged him out, and now he had become the evening’s entertainment.
“So you still haven’t won her over after all this time? I genuinely thought you’d have it sorted by now p>
“Wasn’t it you who boasted she’d fall for him p>
“Exactly p>
Before the teasing could continue, a cushion came flying from the corner of the room. Kyson cut them off with a hard look. “Enough p>
Nora set her wine glass down and retrieved the cushion. “They’re making fun of you, but I’m actually trying to help p>
Kyson glanced her way. “And how exactly do you plan to help p>
“Seduce her,” she replied.
She had only arrived that afternoon, and the group had decided to meet here. As the only woman among them, her words carried a certain weight.
“I’m not joking,” Nora continued. “With your face, a little effort would have any woman completely undone. Take a proper shower, wear something a bit less buttoned-up, use the right cologne—Kailey wouldn’t stand a chance p>
Another friend laughed. “Honestly, just show a bit of muscle. At that point, even I might be swayed p>
Kyson resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He drained the rest of his drink and stood. “I’m heading out p>
The teasing trailed after him as he moved toward the door. “Think it over. If you don’t change your approach, how long do you really think this is going to take p>
Without turning back, Kyson lifted one hand in dismissal and left.
A driver took him home.
In the back seat, he pressed two fingers to his temple, the lingering alcohol making it throb gently. Those remarks replayed in his head, and against his better judgment, he found himself quietly turning them over.
A faint, self-amused smile tugged at his lips. If it actually worked, what real harm was there in trying?
By the time he arrived, the clock had just ticked past eleven thirty.
Soft light spilled from the hallway. Kailey had slowly formed the habit of leaving a lamp on for him.
Warmth moved through Kyson as he stepped inside, jacket draped over his arm. The feeling of coming home settled quietly in his chest.
Assuming she was already asleep, he walked past her room—only to notice the door slightly ajar. Kailey peered out, rubbing her drowsy eyes.