Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 73

Andi-

didn’t consider that being Beckett’s fake girlfriend would be this complicated.

is of this moment. I am not his maid anymore, but Siobhan’s assistant, whom she sent over to Beckett’s estate to oversee his velfare. As if anyone would believe someone like Beckett needed looking after.

Goodness. Andi. Stop being a pessimist!”

Is this really all necessary?” I asked Siobhan instead. She arrived just a little before lunchtime. I was in the middle of leaning the guest room when she plucked me out of my job and told me she needed to brief me.

Ve were sitting on the patio. The ice in our basil–strawberry cooler was slowly melting, keeping our drinks cool. Siobhan’s ingers were tapping against the keyboard of her laptop, while I watched her do her magic.

It is,” she murmured, “to make sure your story is believable.”

sighed and just sipped my drink, my cooler leaving a wet circle on the glass table. Siobhan looked like she had a good light’s sleep last night. She was in her yellow plaid crop top and denim shorts. She even wore matching sunflower earrings nd a bracelet. At least one of us wasn’t sleep deprived, right?

Do you think I’m doing the right thing?” I murmured, running my thumb over the sweat on my glass.

iobhan’s hand stopped torturing her laptop. Her gaze on me was sympathetic. “I can think of another way out of this-” she offered, but I cut her off with a vigorous shake of my head.

No. No. That’s not what I meant,” I fired. She had been on this for over thirty minutes now, and I know Siobhan wouldn’t uggest something that would put me in danger. More than I already am. Besides, I don’t want to be a burden to her nymore. She had a lot of better things to do, yet she was spending her time here, fixing my messy life.

I just…” I trailed off. “Do you think people will buy this?”

der smile was sly, as if she knew something I didn’t. Then she sat right next to me and showed me the screen of her laptop. Look at this,” she said, then showed me a video from Instagram.

it was a video taken from last night; this one was focused on Beckett and me. There was no audio. The camera was too far way I think it was at 2x zoom. Surprisingly, this video doesn’t paint me as the girl Carter presented in his press conference. in this video, Beckett had his hand wrapped around me like a shield, and I was leaning on him like he was my pillat

It was glaring, and it did not give a negative vibe about us. In fact, it looked like we were too comfortable in each other’s arms, like we belonged there from the beginning.

Siobhan took my silence as a cue to scroll up to the next video. This one was on a different angle again, and taken when L was already aware of the crowd. In this video, Beckett cupped my face and looked down at me, as if I were the center of his world That look… I might not be ready to admit it, but that gaze looked utterly familiar. I used to look at Carter the same way before the NDA.

Like looking at someone you love.

“And look at the comments,” Siobhan added and opened the comments. They were the opposite of what I saw this morning These people must be Beckett fans because they were curious to know who I am. Who was the girl who capnned Beckett’s

heart?

I sank back into the couch and stared in front of me.

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Chapter 78

“Do you see what I see now?” Siobhan gushed. The hope in her voice sent shivers down my spine. “That’s why this idea came to me last night. This was only overshadowed by Carter’s interview, but if he hadn’t opened his mouth, I think we would be facing a different scenario right now.”

“But people already know so much about me, I murmured, my mind still refusing to believe there’s a chance for this

scheme to save me.

She made a dismissive pfff” sound. “Have you ever read a romance novel, Andi?” she started, and I frowned. “Oh, come on This might sound overrated, but a billionaire falling for a girl from the stands? For a girl who had been facing life one punch at a time? This plot is what makes the readers bleed for more, you know”

1 shook my head. “You’re overthinking this I didn’t think Siobhan would be a hopeless romantic. She was a strong, independent woman who didn’t need a man to make her happy or to complete her life. But I guess in every woman’s heart, there’s that girl who still hopes for a happily ever after.

“I’m not,” she said and raised her hand in the air, as though painting the skies with her positive vibes. “The Cinderella story of Andi Wilson and Beckett Hale. The girl who turned the stone cold heart of the baseball legend to marshmallow. Girl…” she bumped my shoulder with hers. “See what I’m talking about?”

I do, but I still won’t admit it. “I don’t.”

“You will see it soon enough,” she said too cheerfully for my liking, then she went back to her laptop.

I let the silence set in before I laid out my concerns to her. “If this works, my next problem is how I am getting out of this unscathed, Siobhan. Beckett will still be Beckett. But I will be the girl who they saw as ‘Beckett’s girlfriend‘ or ‘ex–girlfriend.”

She shrugged, shaking off my solemn mood. “I don’t think that will happen.”

“What?” I had to make sure I heard her clearly.

“Nothing,” she smiled at me. “My suggestion to you, darling Andi, is don’t try to solve a puzzle that isn’t laid out in front of you yet, hm?”

She has a point. Maybe I was just overthinking things. Maybe tonight, a new issue will go viral, and everyone will forget about Carter, Beckett, and me. I don’t even have to pretend to be Beckett’s girlfriend if that happens..

It didn’t, though… nothing happened that night. And when I woke up the next day, I was officially Beckett Hale’s fake girlfriend, and our show would start today,

Siobhan was the one who would manage Beckett’s social media account, and when seven o’clock in the morning struck, she would upload a photo of me on Beckett’s social media accounts. That photo will make or break this plan, is what Siobhan said.

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