You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 148

What was up with her this early in the morning?

Nina slid over with zero shame and grinned. “Don’t be so frosty! We’re colleagues now, aren’t we?”

“Colleagues?” Ruby shot her a look.

“We’ve both slept with the same man. That basically makes us work buddies, right?”

Ruby paused, then shrugged. “If that’s how we’re counting, shouldn’t we add Patricia too?”

Nina just snorted, rolling her eyes. “Please. Everyone knows Patricia was married to Theo for two years and never even touched him.”

“You really buy that?” Ruby said, trying to stir the pot.

Four people tangled in this mess and only three of them actually playing along—what were they all even doing?

Ruby nodded with a soft smile. “Sure, I buy it. You have no idea how much Theo was suffering those two years.”

A faint blush flashed across Nina’s cheeks for a split second.

Ruby couldn’t help but notice how Nina’s fist clenched tightly at her side.

Now that Nina had caused this scene, the entire department was well aware she was Theo’s current girlfriend. And with the old rumors about Ruby and Theo growing up together making the rounds again, Nina’s arrival had basically killed off Ruby’s last easy way out.

At a media interview, a reporter asked, “Ruby, did you know Theo has a girlfriend?”

Ruby flashed a cheerful smile. “Of course I know! Isn’t that kind of a basic question? I’m not interested in this kind of drama, honestly. Please leave me out of it—I don’t want people thinking I’m out here breaking up someone’s relationship.”

Her joking tone had the livestream chat cracking up.

No matter what Hector said, the guy across from him didn’t react at all.

Hector really couldn’t figure this guy out—coming in with a sour face at the crack of dawn, insisting on some shady scheme to snatch a townhouse, making Hector feel like a straight-up crook instead of a businessman.

“Are you gonna say something or what?” Hector finally snapped. “Honestly, silent treatment should be a crime. People like you—brains but never a word—should be thrown in jail just for that.”

“So I can’t have his townhouse?” Oliver finally looked up from his laptop, eyeing Hector for a long moment before answering, “I just like the way it looks.”

Hector stared at him, speechless. “Are you messing with me?”

“If you’ve got time to yell at me, use it to figure out how to set the trap,” Oliver said, already dismissing him.

“Seriously, are you after the townhouse or his wife?” Hector shot back. “Nobody jumps through this many hoops for a building.”