(JARED’S POV.)
I walked up the steps, my eyes fixed on Mr. Langley just so I didn’t have to speak with anyone else. I couldn’t trust my mother in situations like this. She had a way of roping me into unexpected conversations.
“Mr. Langley,” I called out as I stepped up to the yacht’s deck.
He was deep in conversation with a fellow I surmised to be the sailor.
“Ahh. Jared. Come up here, son,” he gestured with his hand. He quickly dismissed the sailor.
“Son?” I scoffed inwardly. Not when he's top on the list of the people I suspect to be sabotaging my company.
“Hi, ” I nodded with a forced smile. “Quite a remarkable yacht you’ve got here,” I chipped in with a smile.
“Oh it’s a rental. Cost a decent sum alongside the apartment. And to think we’re only renting for a couple of days! Crazy, I tell you,” he shook his head. “Sorry we had to drag you all the way out here.. away from your company. I know it must have cost you a lot to honor the invitation,” he said, clasping my hand in both of his.
Tell me something I don’t know, I rolled my eyes internally. But I kept the smile on, revealing nothing of my internal thoughts.
“Oh, it’s nothing, Mr. Langley. Family comes first,” I smiled.
“And that fills my heart with so much joy. You’ll make a great son-in-law. I’m certain about that,” he beamed. “Did you see the ladies?”
“Yeah. Bumped into them on the way here,” I said.
“We better go join them. Julie will grow a fit if she realizes I’ve been gone long. The woman takes things like this a little too personal,” he rolled his eyes in exaggerated exasperation. Well, that was one part I seemed to agree with him on, and I fell in step beside him.
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The rest of the morning was spent in the beach house. The Langleys had hired a celebrity chef to cater for the event for the two days. We were having a proper English breakfast— eggs, bacon, and toast. The air felt awkward around me, with sitting at the same table with Sofia and Tiana. Try as hard as I did, I couldn’t bring myself to get comfortable.
“So, Jared, dear, I was just telling Tiana how it would be sweet if you both shared a room,” Julie said.
I almost choked on my toast and had to down my tea in one large gulp. That proved to be a silly move and only worsened the coughing fit.
“Oh, honey, are you all right?” my mother asked.
“I’m fine,” I lied.
“Julie, leave the man to decide where he’ll sleep. It’s a large house,” Mr. Langley said.
“I was only suggesting,” Julie rolled her eyes at her husband.
“So?” Tiana asked.
I squinted my eyes slightly at her. She knew the intricacies of our agreement so why was she setting me up this way? “There’s room enough for everyone to stay by themselves, right?” I asked.
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