All Chapters of Love's Redemption: Chapter 691 - Chapter 700

I was startled. "Jace, you..."But before I could finish, he swiped the blood away with the back of his hand, turned, and walked off. My legs twitched, like they wanted to follow him, but nope, I stayed put.Maybe it was better this way. If he kept pushing himself like that, maybe he'd finally leave me alone.Xander came, his eyes zeroing in on the bloodstain. "Whoa, are you mad at me? I didn't mean anything—I just thought he was annoying you, so I stepped in."I ignored him and shoved the clothes I was holding into his hands. "Just go, Xander."He hesitated but eventually headed to change. When he came back, his bag of dirty clothes was in one hand, and in the other? A wet wipe.To my surprise, he crouched down by the door, wiping up the blood Jace left behind.The second the door clicked shut behind Xander, I collapsed onto the couch.I sat there for what felt like hours, my brain stuck in a loop of Jace coughing up blood on repeat. When I couldn't sit anymore, I flopped onto

"Do you remember who it was?" Ron pressed again."I think you need to focus on healing and getting back to work," I said lightly, dodging. "Your daily check-ins are the highlight of my day." Then I hung up with a laugh.Wayne stepped inside as I set my phone down, placing the bouquet on my desk. He studied me for a moment. "It's been a long time since I've seen you smile like that.""It was our boss," I said, using Ron as my cover story. "He got scratched up by his girlfriend and was complaining to me about it.""Let me guess—he went to a club," Wayne said, casually. "I saw him there."My pulse stuttered. He saw Ron? And Ron mentioned seeing someone who looked like Demi. If Ron wasn't mistaken, then... did Wayne see Demi too?And if she really was in Seavora, what about the person she was so terrified of?I'd always had my suspicions. That person might just be Wayne."Is that so? Seems like all you men have a thing for places like that," I teased, watching for a reaction.Wayn

Xander got some serious guts. He knew Wayne had been after me, yet he still stepped up like it was nothing.Bold move, honestly—I didn't see that coming from him.But with Demi possibly hanging around DracoLux, I had to prioritize that. "Sorry, I've got other plans tonight," I told him.Xander? Totally unbothered. "Alright. If you need anything, just let me know." Then he gave me a polite nod and left without a fuss.At the elevator, someone called him "Mr. Hart" again. He just nodded, cool as ever, not correcting them.Wayne, who'd been quietly observing, chimed in. "He really does look like Hayden. So, what do you think? Could it be him?"I couldn't shut it down too fast, or Wayne would get suspicious. So, I kept it casual with a small smile. "No idea. That's why I'm testing him."I gave the food container in my hand a little shake. "Hayden used to get all fancy with his meals, so I figured I'd see if Xander can keep up in the kitchen."That was mostly for Wayne's benefit. If

Xander let out a couple of startled coughs on the other end, clearly caught off guard by my overly sweet tone. "What kind of favor?" he asked, trying to sound composed."DracoLux doesn't just have male models; they must have female ones too, right? Are you close to any of them?" I asked bluntly. Now that I was sure he was Hayden, I didn't see the point in holding back.Honestly, it was almost laughable. After all my sneaky efforts to figure out if he was Hayden, a simple plate of meatballs had been the thing to out him."What are you planning to do?" he asked, still keeping up his act.I couldn't tell if the meatballs were his way of dropping a hint, but since he was so committed to the undercover bit, I decided to roll with it. "Oh, nothing big. I just want to try something new—see what it's like to be a female model there.""What?" His voice cracked, loaded with disbelief."I want to be a female model in DracoLux," I repeated, biting back a laugh. "I figured you could help me g

My hand froze for a second, a shiver sliding down my spine.Was Tanya some kind of ghost?How had she snuck up so silently that I hadn't even noticed her?I didn't know how long she'd been standing there or if she'd caught the message I was about to send. But honestly? Even if she had, it didn't matter. I was the boss, and taking a photo of my own bar was perfectly within my rights.Twisting my phone casually in my hand, I gave her a professional smile. "Do undercover bosses usually roll in with a marching band?"Tanya slid into the seat across from me and gestured toward the revamped bar. "I made some changes to the decor. Thought it might freshen things up for the customers."I nodded, taking it all in. "Not bad. It's definitely got a new vibe.""As long as you're happy with it," she replied, signaling a server to bring drinks over."You're someone I handpicked for this job. How could I not be?" I said, glancing around the room. "Just proves I've got a good eye. You've got re