Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258 Turning Down My Goodwill? 

Marcus took in my plan and gave a nod of agreement. 

We exchanged a few more words, and then he was off. 

I watched him go, taking another deep breath. The fewer people tangled up in this mess, the better. 

Some things would get a lot more complicated when lives were on the line. One wrong move and the gossip hounds could tear the Youngs apart, tarnishing every business under the Young Corporation banner. 

The fallout could be minor, or it could be catastrophic, enough to topple an empire. It was a risk I could not take. Neither could the Youngs, and certainly not Idris. 

I was daydreaming when Officer Jackson popped in and caught my attention. “Ms. Scott, there is someone here to see you.” 

Someone to see me? 

My mind immediately jumped to Idris, and I blurted out, “Is it Idris?” 

Officer Jackson shook his head. “No, it’s the CEO of Yates Group.” 

Charlie? 

That caught me off guard. Why would he come here? 

Officer Jackson noticed my pause and gave me a look. “Are you going to see him?” 

I nodded. I had no clue why Charlie was here, but it was not like I could just ignore him. 

Officer Jackson headed out, and I followed, ending up in the visitation room. I was just a suspect, not yet someone they needed to lock up, so the cops were not giving me a hard time. There he was, in the visitation room. 

Charlie, decked out in a sleek black suit, stood as a towering figure nearly six–foot–two, the kind of height that made me crane my neck to look up at 

He was by the window. However, when he heard me come in, he turned, and his lips lifted into a smile that was almost too handsome. “Sorry to hear about your trouble. Are you doing okay in here?” 

I nodded, my eyes still glued to his long legs. 

= = = = 

He caught me staring and flashed a knowing grin. “I’m on my feet again, no wheelchair needed.” 

He was letting me know he was doing better. 

I could not help but smile back. “That’s awesome. You’re a lot taller than I pictured.” 

I always figured he was tall, but this was something else. 

His smile widened, and he teased, “Have you got something against tall guys?” 

I shook my head vigorously. “No way!” The words had barely left my lips when I realized how 

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awkward they sounded. I rushed to smooth things over. “Nothing we can do about our height, really. Anyway, you’re here because…?” 

“To check on you,” he said, gesturing toward the chairs in the room. “Let’s sit and chat. I’m not quite up for standing too long after just getting back on my feet.” He was obviously talking about himself. 

I nodded and settled into a chair. The room was empty except for us, and we were not exactly buddies. His unexpected visit had me scrambling for conversation topics. 

Thankfully, the Avaloria project came to mind. I could not help feeling a bit blue as I brought it up. “Mr. Yates, I owe you an apology. Due to some personal drama, it looks like Scott Corporation might have to bail on the project we were supposed to do together. We have not signed anything yet, so at least it’s not a total mess for you. Still, I really appreciate everything. 

He gave me a long look, taking his time before responding. When he did, his deep, dark eyes were dead serious. “You didn’t actually kill someone, did you?” 

His question caught me off guard, and I shook my head like it was on a swivel. “No, I didn’t kill anyone.” 

He cracked a small, warm smile. “If it wasn’t you, then why pull the plug on our deal? It’s just a timing hiccup. I can’t imagine the cops around here are so clueless they would pin a murder on the wrong person, right?” 

His blunt words took me by surprise, especially in this place. I mean, with cameras all around us in the visiting room, someone was definitely watching. 

His words caught me off guard, and I managed a strained smile. “I appreciate your trust. Really, I do. However, we’re in a bit of a bind. Scott Corporation cannot keep bouncing back. from hit after hit. I am worried we won’t last long enough to see the 

cops find the real bad guy. Even if I am free, I doubt we will be in any shape to team up with you on the project.” 

He looked at me, his face a mask of calm. “You’re saying no to my offer in a nice way.” 

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