**Raindrops Kissing Silent Streets – by Aadi Sharma**
**Chapter 31**
Renee raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued as she spotted the familiar figures making their way toward her. What were they doing here, of all places? Wasn’t Adam supposed to be out of town on some work obligation? The thought nagged at her, stirring a mix of confusion and intrigue.
A quiet, amused scoff escaped her lips as she observed the group approach Jasper. They were all smiles, but those expressions seemed so forced, it was as if their faces might shatter under the strain. She couldn’t help but shake her head slightly, finding humor in their exaggerated enthusiasm.
Then, Chris, ever the casual one, gestured towards a woman seated under a nearby umbrella, turning to Adam with a teasing tone. “Hey, you’re late. Your wife’s been waiting for you.”
“My… my wife?” Adam stammered, his voice barely above a whisper, disbelief etched across his features.
His gaze darted toward the umbrella, and there she was—Renee, sitting with an air of calm, her eyes fixed on them. Kayla’s expression twisted with irritation the moment she caught sight of her, her grip tightening around her golf club as she rolled her eyes dramatically.
“Seriously? Why is she everywhere we go?” Kayla muttered under her breath, frustration lacing her words.
Adam shot her a sharp look, a silent plea for her to keep her comments to herself.
He let out an awkward laugh, a nervous sound that echoed in the tense air. “Uh, yeah… car trouble on the way. Took longer than I thought. You guys go ahead. I’ll go get Renee.”
Jasper, meanwhile, wore a smirk as he continued swinging his golf club, amusement dancing in his eyes, though he chose to remain silent.
Kayla’s glare remained fixed on Renee for a long moment, her anger simmering just beneath the surface. But then her attention shifted, landing on Jasper instead.
He stood tall and lean, clad in a crisp, white athletic outfit that highlighted his toned arms and athletic build. A baseball cap cast a shadow over his face, yet even from this angle, his sharp features were unmistakable—thick eyelashes framing striking eyes, a straight, prominent nose, and a handsome visage that radiated calm confidence.
Kayla thought to herself, ‘Oh my God! That’s Jasper? The heir to the Zeller family fortune? I’ve heard whispers about him, but I never imagined he would look like… this!’
Nearby caddies joined in, showering Jasper with compliments, their voices blending into a chorus of admiration.
Jasper, however, seemed unfazed by the attention. He merely glanced at Luke, who immediately pulled out his phone, dialing Simon, Jasper’s driver and bodyguard, to arrange for some cash to be brought over. A hole-in-one was a remarkable feat, but it came with its own set of expectations, especially in the world they inhabited.
As the others continued to fawn over Jasper, Adam walked toward Renee, his expression darkening.
“You followed me here?” he asked, his voice low and edged with tension.
Renee, sipping her juice, had hoped Adam would approach her to explain or at least ease the tension between them. She hadn’t expected an accusation to be hurled at her right off the bat.
When silence hung in the air, Adam pressed on, frustration evident in his tone. “I’ve been out of town for work. I just got back today. Mr. Jackson asked me to meet the CEO of Everest Group, which is why I’m here. And you actually followed me here? Renee, you’re crossing the line more and more.”
He assumed she had pried into his whereabouts at the office, tracked him down, and deliberately chosen to show up here before he could. The thought churned in his mind, a mix of anger and disbelief at the lengths she seemed willing to go.

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