Chapter 531
Chapter 531:
“I’d say take it p>
“You mean I should buy Valmont & Cie p>
“Obviously. Even I’ve heard of them. Big name in jewelry, right? It’d be a crime to let them fold just because their boss is an idiot p>
“If I buy Valmont, I’d have to stay in Paris p>
“And? Paris is gorgeous if you look past the drugs, the pickpockets, and the stink from the sewers p>
“Then I’d be away from Skyline. From you p>
“Don’t be daft. I’ll visit every other week. I love Domaine de Primard, and Cade’s always up for a trip p>
“I’d be away from Ashton p>
“Ha!” Yvaine jabbed her dessert spoon at me. “Finally, so it’s career or man, huh p>
“What would you choose p>
“Career, without blinking. But that’s me. I love my cake shops, and Cade isn’t Ashton p>
I knew what she meant. Cade was a boyfriend, one in a string before him and, knowing Yvaine, a string after. Ashton was different. He was my fiancé, the man I was supposed to spend the rest of my life with.
“I’d be sad for a couple of days if Cade and I broke up, then I’d get over it. Can you say the same about Ashton?” Yvaine’s eyes gleamed with challenge.
I looked away. She always knew where to stick the knife.
“You don’t love him, do you?” she asked.
That one landed harder.
Yvaine sighed. “Maybe I was wrong. Maybe you should have stayed with Rhys. You’re two of a kind p>
I frowned. “I don’t have feelings for Rhys. Not anymore p>
“I mean you two share the same twisted view on relationships. You only want what you can’t have. Once you’ve got it, you lose interest p>
𝖀𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖈𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖆:
“I disagree p>
“You were all in when you and Ashton were fake married. Once it became real, you froze. You’ve dragged your feet on the wedding, and now Valmont is the perfect excuse to run. Don’t bother arguing.” She raised a finger to cut me off. “Rhys and Catherine are divorced. Did you know p>
I didn’t, though it hardly surprised me.
“Remember how he pined for her when you two were together?” Yvaine’s tone dripped with disdain. “He lost his mind over a bloody mug she owned, as if she were the only woman in the world. Then they got married, her halo slipped, and his rose-tinted specs shattered. Now he’s got you in his sights. Mark my words, once you’re back at Skyline, expect the full romantic onslaught p>
“I won’t p>
“Excuse me.” A waiter appeared with two glasses of Château Cheval Blanc. “Compliments of the gentleman at table twelve p>
I followed his gaze to a man in a tuxedo, glass raised, smile loaded with invitation. One nod and he’d be at our table.
“Time to go,” I said. Yvaine stood too.
I paid, and we stepped outside.
Cade was leaning against the wall as if he’d been waiting.