From Best Friend To Fiancé
Chapter 449
Chapter 253: Calder Hudson
Savannah
When Reginald pushed his chair back and stood, I was ready for the
axe to fall.
I felt it in my bones–that familiar tightening in my chest that came
whenever power decided to remind you exactly where you stood
beneath it. I expected him to announce that my decision was
irrelevant, that my stubborn defiance had merely entertained him,
that my time here was over. I expected a dismissal. Punishment.
Retaliation.
Instead, he simply stood. Very slowly.
The scrape of wood against marble echoed far louder than it should
have in the vast dining hall. Every movement he made felt calculated,
choreographed, as though he knew every pair of eyes–mine included
-was trained on him. And he loved it.
He reached for his cane and Cassandra rose beside him at once,
smooth and silent, like she’d rehearsed it a thousand times.
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And I noticed, unlike the first time I met her. She rarely spoke. She’d
never said a word all night.
Then Reginald spoke, dragging me out of my thoughts. “Good choice,
Miss Hart. I wish you all the best.”
That was all. No venom. No challenge. No hint of the storm I’d braced
myself for. Just that.
For a moment, I wondered if I’d misheard him.
He didn’t look at me as he said it. Didn’t wait to see my reaction.
Didn’t grant me the satisfaction of acknowledgement. He merely
turned and began to walk away, his cane tapping lightly against the
floor.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Each step almost felt like a countdown.
“You see that young, hot–looking guy over there?” Riley whispered suddenly, nudging my arm.
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I blinked, startled out of my thoughts.
She gestured discreetly toward the guard who’d been standing behind
Reginald’s seat earlier.
I followed her gaze just in time to see the man stride after Reginald,
posture straight, movements controlled, eyes forward.
“Yes,” I murmured.
“That,” Riley said, “is exactly why River couldn’t stop staring at the
door.”
I turned so quickly the room tilted. “Are they…” I hesitated, searching
for the right word. “Together?”
Riley scoffed softly. “Please. No.”
She glanced toward the door again, as if hoping the man might turn
around so she can get a glimpse of his face again.
“That is Calder Hudson,” she said. “Chief Protective Officer to
General Reginald Blackwood.” She smiled faintly, almost fondly. “And
River’s been crazy in love with him forever.”
I frowned. “Does he know?”
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Riley burst out laughing. “Of course not. That man has the emotional
intelligence of a brick wall. River’s been making heart–eyes at him
since before I can remember, and he’s never noticed. Not once.”
I studied River again.
“And she still likes him?” I asked quietly.
Riley shrugged. “You can’t blame her. He’s hot. Like–criminally hot.
You should see him working out or riding a horse. Full–on erotic
cinema.”
She fanned herself dramatically.
I wrinkled my nose. “Doesn’t matter how hot he is. If I’d had feelings
for someone for years and they never noticed or barely acknowledged
me, those feelings would die quicker than they bloomed.”
Riley snorted. “Yeah, right.”
But Reginald wasn’t completely out of the room yet. He’d only gone a few feet when he stopped.
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