Linda was now the evening anchor and got off work at 9:30 PM. He had arrived by 7:30 PM, pretty early.
Linda spotted Chloe leaving the studio and pulled Lucas along to join her. "Chloe, I had Lucas order your favorite almond pudding from the Caesar Hotel. The chef there is amazing. You should really have some."
Chloe smiled, "No thank you, I'm not hungry. You can have it."
Linda's smile brightened even more. "Luca said the same, but I’ve been feeling queasy and haven’t had much of an appetite. Luca's worried I'm not eating well at the station and insists on picking me up daily to keep an eye on me. Honestly, I don’t know if he cares more about me or the baby."
Linda pretended to be jealous. Lucas lightly tapped her nose, looking at her lovingly. "Why are you even jealous of our baby?"
Linda clung to Lucas' arm and pouted. "I just want to be the only one in your eyes."
"Linda, you and Mr. Lucas are too sweet! I haven’t even had a few bites of my cake, and I'm already stuffed with your lovey-dovey display."
"You are both so talented and good-looking. Their baby is going to be adorable."
"Linda, Mr. Lucas treats you so well. The Caesar Hotel is notoriously expensive and hard to book, yet the manager delivers our supper like it’s takeout. We're lucky to enjoy such treats, all thanks to you."
The television station was a complex place, and most people were quite cunning. Although there was disdain for Linda, who had previously snatched an interview and framed Chloe, when faced with tangible benefits, they were happy to speak well of her. After all, who wasn't hypocritical here? Besides, Linda was going to be the future wife of Lucas Moncada.
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