Echoes of Unrequited Love (Hogan Zade) novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4 

This was definitely rubbing salt into the wound for us, who were already up to our eyeballs in debt. 

We had a peaceful afternoon, and Wallis and I gradually came back to our senses, deciding to keep looking for investors.- 

At nine in the evening, I dragged myself back to my place, listless. No sooner had I stepped out of the elevator than I spotted someone from a distance. 

The hallway was dimly lit, and there was a man leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his expression hidden in the darkness, but a hint of crimson showing at his fingertips. 

It was Hogan. 

As the motion–sensor light flicked on, Hogan and I locked eyes in the charged air. 

The smell of smoke was choking. 

I looked at him and said casually. “What a coincidence.” 

Hogan didn’t say a word. 

I felt an oppressive tension bearing down on me and kept explaining, “We’re already scouting for other financial backers, so Mr. Zade, no worries.” 

I wasn’t scared of rubbing Hogan the wrong way, but I had to consider the whole company. 

Sure enough, when I put it that way, Hogan’s aggressive aura simmered down a bit. 

I didn’t say much more, just reached for the door. But then, I heard Hogan say, “We’ll fund the project.” 

My hand froze on the doorknob, and an odd feeling flickered through me. 

Looks like he’d already checked out the project proposal. 

But why? 

Hogan isn’t short on big projects, and if he wanted to collaborate, he could have just reached out to Wallis directly. Why go to the trouble of waiting here? 

I lowered my gaze, wanting to ask, but not sure 

I had a hunch it wasn’t that simple. 

how to broach the subject. 

Sure enough, Hogan followed up with, “But I have one condition.” 

I knew it. 

Meeting Hogan’s gaze, I said politely, “Please, Mr. Zade, go ahead.” 

“Cecilia needs a project for her graduation design. I want her involved in this game. 

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Chapter 4 

So, he wanted to gild his girl Cecilia with all our hard work. 

I curled my fingers into a fist, then relaxed, and said. “I’ll report to President Lott first thing in the morning.” 

I was just a tech stakeholder; I couldn’t reject Hogan’s olive branch over personal matters. 

Besides, we were strapped for cash, seriously strapped. 

Hogan seemed taken aback by my composure, gave me a brief glance, and simply acknowledged. 

When he makes that face, it usually means the conversation is over. 

I smartly went inside without another word. 

Outside, his footsteps faded away, and I crouched down, burying my face in my knees. 

The next morning. I broke the news to Wallis that Rainbow Capital was willing to invest. 

Wallis was dumbstruck for a moment, then quipped, “Even a jerk’s connections are connections, huh?” 

I couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, then I brought up Hogan’s condition. After hearing it, Wallis patted my shoulder, comforting me. “Think about that sprawling 208 square meter apartment, and those male models at the club. We gotta take the money.” 

I nodded pragmatically. “Can’t let this opportunity get away.” 

So, Wallis and I went back to Rainbow Capital. 

This time, the receptionist led us to the CEO’s office on the top floor. 

Just before pushing the door open, I faintly heard a girl’s crispy laughter. Looking up, I saw Cecilia sitting demurely next to Hogan, laughing without a care. 

She immediately put some distance between herself and Hogan when she saw us enter, blushing as she said, “I’ll leave you guys to it.”