The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 751

Harold had been drowning in work lately, with Brenda piling case after case onto his desk. Even though the firm bore Brenda’s name, Harold was its sole employee, and she had no plans to change that. She believed Harold could handle everything on his own, and the prospect of hiring someone new and risking office drama was more daunting than the workload itself. So, Brenda left Harold to juggle the chaos solo.

After a string of late nights at the office, Harold finally collapsed into bed for a much-needed lazy morning. He had no intention of going into work the next day.

When Harold finally woke up, it was already past noon. He yawned and stretched, pushing the curtains aside, and spotted Willow across the street, stepping into Creek Aesthetics with a man dressed to the nines, the very picture of success.

A pang of betrayal hit Harold, and he felt an urge to confront her.

In no time, Harold was downstairs, hands shoved in his pockets, standing across from Creek Aesthetics, waiting for Willow to come out.

About half an hour later, Willow emerged, laughing and chatting with the dapper man as they walked out of the salon.

Just as she was about to get into the car, Harold whistled sharply from across the street.

There he stood in the sunlight, looking effortlessly cool and youthful, his spirit unyielding and fierce.

Willow glanced his way, a slight frown creasing her brow, and said to the man, “Mr. Daniel, you go on ahead without me.”

Mr. Daniel chuckled, “Who’s that? A young suitor?”

“No. Just a classmate of my daughter.”

“Well, your daughter’s quite taken with my son. With a lad that handsome, you’d better hope he doesn’t sweep her off her feet,” Mr. Daniel teased.

“That won’t happen. He’s just a classmate, probably needs something. Please, go ahead, Mr. Daniel.” After Willow closed his car door, she turned and crossed the street with her purse in hand, her tone icy, “What do you want?”

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