All Chapters of The Wrong Night with Mr. Right: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

After finishing his drink, Heath returned to his work, slogging through case files and trying to identify any potential clue that could crack the missing person case.Before becoming a detective, he had worked with the canine unit, traffic division, and had even started as a patrol officer.The allure of being a detective had initially excited him—the thrill of solving cases, following clues, and engaging in battles of wits against suspects.However, lately, he found himself yearning for something more, for new challenges that would keep him on his toes.As he glanced at the stack of case files, a thought crossed his mind.Perhaps he should consider becoming a private investigator after his current caseload was over.Heath chuckled at the idea of himself doing stake-outs and snapping photos of cheating husbands.***The early morning sun cast a warm glow over Cafe Blendro as Alessia pushed open the door and walked in.The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and the buzz of

As Logan continued to speak, Alessia couldn’t help but feel a hint of blush creeping up her cheeks.He was basically describing her as his ideal type.It was both thrilling and nerve-wracking at the same time.Swiftly recovering, she let out a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.‘I’m sure our readers will be thrilled to know that,’ she teased, quickly changing the subject to a more neutral topic.‘So, Logan, you’ve achieved remarkable success at such a young age. What do you attribute your accomplishments to, and what advice would you give to aspiring entrepreneurs, especially millennials?’Logan leaned back in his leather chair, his eyes fixed on Alessia. ‘It hasn’t been an easy journey, that’s for sure. But I believe passion, perseverance, and the willingness to take risks are crucial in any entrepreneurial endeavour. It’s about identifying opportunities and seizing them when they come your way. For millennials, I’d say embrace innovation and don’t be afraid to challenge the status q

Earlier that morning, Logan had become aroused the moment he saw Alessia enter in that suit and pencil skirt.Throughout the interview, he had remained seated behind his huge desk because he didn’t want to risk standing up and letting his ‘excitement’ be captured on camera.The moment the cameraman left the room, Logan gave in to his urges and kissed Alessia to quench his thirst.Seeing the look on his friend’s face, Heath whistled and playfully slapped Logan’s back. ‘Well, well, looks like you’re ready to take the plunge. Congratulations, my man. You finally found your cure.’Logan said nothing, just clinked his glass against Heath’s.***Late in the evening, as Alessia was engrossed in her part-time writing work, her phone rang, and Logan’s name flashed on the screen.She hesitated for a moment before answering.‘Hey,’ she said casually.‘Hey. Are you coming to Skye Tower tomorrow?’Alessia leaned back in her chair, her fingers tapping absentmindedly on the keyboard. ‘No, I think I’

Alessia’s heart fluttered with excitement as she perused the array of gowns, each one more breathtaking than the last.The dresses ranged from classic and elegant to daring and bold, each one carefully curated to suit her unique style and personality.After some deliberation, they settled on a stunning gown that hugged her curves in all the right places.With her hair, makeup, and dress finalised, Alessia felt like a true vision of beauty.The team of professionals stepped back, marvelling at their creation, and Alessia couldn’t help but smile at the reflection staring back at her in the mirror.She felt a surge of confidence and empowerment, as though she had reclaimed a part of herself that had been buried for too long.As Alessia rose from the chair, her movements were filled with a newfound grace and poise.She thanked the team of professionals, who beamed with pride at their work.When she emerged from the dressing room, Logan was left speechless.Her dress was an off-the-shoulde

Mónica’s eyes darted around. ‘I don’t know what you are talking about. My father has nothing to do with…with that woman.’But her voice was no longer as confident.‘I’m sure Mr Sastre’s not involved with anything…nefarious.’ Alessia smiled. ‘But let’s not dwell on it. After all, tonight is about celebrating and having a good time. Shall we do just that?’Mónica, defeated and now worried, beat a hasty retreat.Logan returned, after having observed Alessia from afar, proud of the way she had handled herself. ‘What was that about?’‘Oh, nothing much. I asked if Miss Sastre would agree to give an interview to BuzzBeat. Sadly, she declined.’‘Is that so?’ Logan raised an eyebrow.‘Uh-huh.’‘Fine. Let’s go hunt down more of your interview subjects then.’As the night eventually drew to a close, Alessia felt a mix of exhaustion and excitement, having forgotten all about the incident with Logan’s admirers.She had accumulated a stack of business cards from potential interviewees, and her mind