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“Are you two seriously having an existential crisis over this? Louis is insanely busy, what, you think he’s got time to actually sit and listen to your drunk rambling instead of just tossing the phone aside?”
Waylon finally managed to get a bit of his train of thought back, only to have Baylon interrupt it again. He’d had enough.
“He hung up on you. Big deal. Maybe he just had something to do. Instead of overthinking, why don’t you go do something productive?”
Kendrick sulked as he sat back down. Baylon, still in existential meltdown, muttered, “I always thought Louis was really listening to me. I’m so hurt. Truly devastated.”
He was about to go on when something flew at him–instinctively, he caught the bun. Waylon rolled his eyes.
“Can’t even shut you up with food.”
Baylon pouted. “I’ve been busy for days. Finally got a break and came to help you guys out without being asked. And instead of thanking me, you’re all so mean. Waylon, you’ve changed.”
Waylon gave him a look that could kill. Baylon, sensing danger, stuffed the bun in his mouth, chewed quickly, and grinned.
“Heh, this bun’s actually pretty good today. Waylon, I’m just saying–you’ve gotten skinnier lately. You should eat more.”
Usually, Waylon would’ve rolled his eyes or ignored him entirely. But today, hearing that, he instantly tensed up. He even touched his face, then his chest.
“Skinnier? Is it that obvious? I wasn’t even fat before, do I look worse now? Less handsome? My pecs are still there, though. I’ve been working out.”
Baylon stared at him, jaw half–dropped, mid–bite. He rubbed his eyes as if he couldn’t trust his vision, or hearing.
Oh my god. This insecure man standing in front of me, is that really Waylon?
Since when had Waylon–the guy who always thought he was the handsomest man alive- ever doubted his own looks, just because he lost a little weight.
Kendrick, unfazed by any of this, watched Baylon’s reaction with mild amusement. He nudged Baylon’s elbow and pushed the bun he was holding back toward his mouth.
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“Baylon, your bun’s getting cold.”
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Then he turned to Waylon like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Waylon, don’t listen to Baylon. You look even better now. Baylon’s just worried about you.”
Baylon whipped his head toward Kendrick. Did Kendrick just say something sweet? If I heard right, Kendrick was comforting Waylon?
Kendrick shot him a look. He’d gotten used to this lately–men in love had no brain cells left, especially when it came to anything that might affect their relationship.
Of course,they’d worry about how they looked–always trying to impress, always needing to be seen.
Suddenly, Baylon realized that he hadn’t been around for a little while, and now, it felt like he couldn’t keep up with the times. The world had gone completely nuts.
Waylon finally relaxed and gestured for them to stop messing around and eat. “Finish your food. We’ve got to prepare for our response to the Scott family.”
Baylon stopped talking and joined Kendrick, quietly finishing his meal.
Back at the Scott family, Ethan’s blood pressure was through the roof. With his own scandals now exposed, he had no time to argue with Dean. After breakfast, he stormed straight into the office.
Dean had been waiting. Watching the company’s stock plummet thanks to his father’s mess, he felt something disturbingly close to satisfaction, especially when he saw those women who had once tangled with him still mixed up with Ethan. All he could offer ther smirk.
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The company’s shareholders were all demanding answers. Ethan’s scandal had cost everyone money–of course, they were furious.
The moment the news dropped, Ethan’d tried reaching out to the Wells family, but they just brushed him off. Even when he offered a high price, they wouldn’t take his call seriously.
And even if he exposed dirt on the women involved, it wouldn’t change anything. The damage was done, and some of the accusations were so concrete he couldn’t even deny them.
Still, Ethan refused to admit defeat. He knew full well, every person in that conference room was waiting for him to fall. They couldn’t wait to take him down and seize control.
He used to have Dean lined up as a successor, but now Dean was tainted too. If Ethan fell, Dean wouldn’t last long.
“Everyone, no need to panic,” Ethan said, keeping his voice steady. “We’ve already prepared
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our counterattack. First, we’re releasing a clarification through our public account–our writers are working on the rebuttal now. Next up is Twitter. We’ll restore our public image.”
The middle–aged man seated nearest to him, belly stretching the buttons on his shirt, burst into laughter as soon as Ethan finished.
