Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 7

Just as Chad was struggling with what to do next, his phone lit up. Travis was calling.

He answered quickly. "Mr. Hill."

Travis' voice was as cool as ever. "Did you bring her back?"

Chad swallowed, nervous. "No... Ms. Tully slipped away. She bought a ticket to Hayfield and left without telling anyone."

There was a heavy pause. Then Travis hung up.

His face remained expressionless, handsome features set in that familiar icy calm. He pulled up Amanda’s number and called her himself. This was the first time he’d reached out to her directly, a gesture that should have been a peace offering.

But the phone just rang and rang until the call disconnected. She didn’t answer.

Travis stared at his phone’s black screen, his face unreadable. She was really giving him the silent treatment—not just ignoring Chad, but ignoring him, too.

Without a word, Travis called his other assistant, Fiona. "Find out where Amanda is staying in Hayfield. Book me the fastest flight you can. I’ll go get her myself."

Fiona seemed stunned for a second, but quickly switched to her usual professional tone. "Yes, sir."

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Amanda had always wanted to visit Hayfield. The town was beautiful, the air was clean, the weather just right. She planned to take her time, wander around Hayfield, and eventually make her way home—maybe spend a month or so just traveling.

The mountains were breathtaking, the lakes clear as glass. Out here, her heartbreak shrank until it felt almost laughable. Nature had a way of making your problems seem small.

She joined a tour group, and saw the most beautiful flowers she’d ever laid eyes on.

After a long, perfect day, she finally made it back to her rental apartment around nine at night. She opened the door, ready to collapse into bed—

And froze.

Someone was sitting in her living room. Tall, familiar, and so unmistakably him that her heart skipped a beat.

She blinked, rubbed her eyes, stared again.

He was still there.

She wasn’t imagining it.

Travis? Here?

He looked the same as always, every inch the powerful, elegant CEO in his suit, just sitting there radiating authority. He was dialing his phone, but when he spotted her, he stopped and looked up with that cool, blank stare.

"Why didn’t your phone ring?" he asked, voice flat.

Amanda hesitated, then shrugged. "I threw out my old number."

Travis nodded, as if that explained everything, and put his phone away. "I’ll get you a new one when we get back. For now, pack up. We’re going back to London."

Amanda let out a humorless little laugh and took a step back. Her eyes were clear, her voice steady. "Travis, we broke up."

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