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Chapter 31
His straightforward response knotted my stomach, sending shivers down my spine. I found myself at a loss for words, unable to ask whether my name was familiar or my appearance.
On the other hand, Leo mumbled some incoherent sentences, “It was my fault.”
This isn’t what I want. I need him to admit what he did. I need him to truly regret it and feel genuine pain. His empty, emotionless words only make me feel even more disgusted.
As Leo’s was riding the tide of the past, I reigned in my emotions and struck the iron when it was hot,
“So you know all the time what did you do to right? Leo?”
I was pondering over other methods to interrogate him when my cell phone rang, bringing me back to reality.
Leo also looked at my phone as it was on the table, I glanced at his curious face before attending that incoming video call. The picture of a handsome blonde man appeared on my screen as the call connected, the softness in his blue orbs calmed me as he spoke gently,
“Hey, darling. I’ll be back in Lakon Town in a few days.”
As Leo was sitting beside me, he could see the man on the other side, and God! It provoked him as well. His face darkened at the sight of his old companion: Mr. Bright Wilson.
That businessman was an eternal ice hockey star, who retired from the game to pay more attention to his business. His retirement left á space which provided an opportunity to Leo to shine in the community. Back in the days when he first started out, he was commonly known as “Bright Junior.”
This phone call refreshed all the memories of ice hockey’s golden era in Lakon city, I gladly introduced Leo to Bright.
“That’s great. Do you remember Leo, Bright? He is my business partner now.”
Bright was a little surprised to see him, but he was incredibly warm is response,
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“How can I forget my junior, darling? Of course, I remember Leo’s talent. He is a fine player.”
After praising Leo’s game, Bright fondly reminisced about his last match before retirement, he left the game at his prime.
“It was my honor to play against Leo’s team in my last match. As a captain, I had to plan my strategies repeatedly as my opponent was so talented.
Gosh! I miss those days!”
Although Bright praised Leo generously, I remembered that he lost miserably. He even refused to eat or drink afterward. Crazy practice hours and only watching the videos of that match became his hobby for a long time. He only stopped after becoming the most experienced player on the team.
As Bright’s statement unleashed the beast of Leo’s insecurities, he chimed in,
“It’s a pleasure to see you again, Bright. How’s your business? Are you enjoying your
career?”
But this interruption backfired completely as Bright used it to divert the conversation to the past one more time,
“Nothing is more exciting than hitting the rink daily, Leo. I truly missed the thrill, and excitement of ice hockey. It makes a man feel alive.
Our time together was great…”
Bright had a long of Leo’s shortcomings from his newbie years, their mention made Leo squirm in his seat. His helplessness fairly amused me, it was a sight to watch a pitiful look on his countenance. My hand flew to my face as I burst into laughter.
My daring to laugh at a bossy star beside me received an icy glare from Leo. I immediately returned to blank expressions, pretending to be absorbed in that chatterbox’s speech.
After one try, Leo did ask him about his personal life and interests. But like a quick–witted speaker, Bright didn’t even budge, continuously talking about hockey.
After a few rounds of this, Leo eventually had to accept defeat as he sighed,
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“If you want to laugh, just laugh. I don’t care.”
As the discussion was prolonged because of Bright’s connection with Leo, I concluded it with formal pleasantries. I hadn’t informed Bright about my past with Leo, it would be
unsafe to talk about that era for so long.
“I’ll come to pick you up at the airport, Bright. See you soon.”
With that, I disconnected that call, checking my cell phone. I was thinking about making an excuse to leave when Leo’s suspicious tone resounded in my ears.
“Bright retired from ice hockey long ago. How do you know him, Miss Becker?”
The look of disbelief on his face twisted my guts, panicking me. His accusatory gaze was fixed on me as if I were a woman who juggled multiple men. My relationship with Bright was indeed special, more than business partners or old acquaintances.
But why should I tell him?
Did he tell me about his ex–wife?
Biting my tongue to halt a savage reply, I spoke hurriedly,
“Mr. Bright is someone I know due to business. And for Henry …”
Shoot!
Why did I mention Henry without any query?
Cursing myself inwardly, I spotted fury in Leo’s eyes, he was furious to hear about Henry all of a sudden. So, to subside some flames, I covered my blunder with a lie.
“Henry is my … my friend’s brother.”
My response curled Leo’s lips in a meaningful smirk, he leaned in and raised his brow,
“So, you are single now?”
