Chapter 229
Before returning to work, Skylar silenced her phone and focused on her task. Several colleagues, curious about her work habits, peered in through the window of her workspace. Only those experienced in her field could appreciate her exceptional skill. Unaware of their observation, Skylar remained engrossed in her work.
Some colleagues found her attractive while she worked, taking photos and sharing them in their group chat. The group chat quickly filled with these pictures. Linda Jenkins texted, “She’s gorgeous, and her skills are impressive. I’m envious.” Patrick White agreed, adding, “Me too. I wonder if I could court her.” Isabelle Jacques retorted, “You might want to look in the mirror.”
Patrick replied, “It was just a thought. Am I wrong to think that?” Linda and Isabelle both responded, “Yes.” Patrick then texted, “I’m finally feeling straight, and you’re discouraging me!” Max Zachman responded, “I’m telling your boyfriend.” Patrick exclaimed, “You bastard! I only have eyes for my boyfriend. Women and I will only be best friends, no matter how close we get!”
A heated discussion followed. Alexander, rarely checking the group chat (it was primarily for younger team members), skimmed through the messages during a quiet moment. He was speechless at their conversation.
Skylar's brilliance was obvious to anyone with sound judgment. But why couldn't she be his granddaughter-in-law? What was Caleb doing? Why hadn't he met her sooner? That good-for-nothing! Alexander decided Caleb needed comforting after a potential heartbreak. He called John, saying, “Postpone any dinner parties tonight. Caleb will be heartbroken. Go home and play video games with him, or take him for a drive.”
Chapter 229
After forcing himself to read a few more pages, Caleb couldn't resist checking his Instagram. He scrolled through his feed. Skylar rarely posted; he checked her latest update, his eyes widening at what he saw.
This post… Was she already in another relationship? Or could it be… “The rest of our lives”? Could she be married?
Caleb’s face paled. “Did someone hack her account? Hadn’t she just broken up with a jerk? How is she already married? That’s unexpected!”
He immediately called Skylar, but his call went unanswered. He commented on her post: “Skylar, did you post this? You didn’t, right? Has someone hacked your account? Or have you lost your phone? You didn’t answer my call.”
He knew Skylar's habits—she rarely checked her phone while working; it was usually on silent. He panicked. He hadn’t planned his confession, and now she was married?
Refusing to give up, Caleb stared at the man in the photo. He appeared to be roughly Caleb’s height, had a muscular build suggesting regular exercise, but his clothing suggested he was older.