Petty came back to Adelaide’s side, staying with her through the rest of the check-up. After Adelaide slipped away, Franco didn’t show up again.
Afraid Petty might be overthinking things, Adelaide let out an exasperated sigh. “I told him to get lost. Just seeing him puts me in a bad mood.”
Petty just smiled and smoothly changed the topic.
It was obvious where Franco had gone. She’d caught a glimpse of him leaving with Laura on her way upstairs. Clearly, he was off trying to sweet-talk his first love.
When the check-up was done, Harris personally walked them to the car. Petty helped Adelaide into the back seat, closed the door, then started to head around the front of the car.
“Petty.”
Harris called out to her. She stopped and turned with a friendly smile. “Yeah, Harris?”
He walked over. He never smoked, always smelled clean and fresh. There was a worried look in his eyes. “What’s going on between you and Franco? Is it because of Laura?”
Harris was Franco’s close friend. Petty didn’t feel like airing her relationship problems, especially since nothing would really change. Harris was always going to take Franco’s side.
She let out a quiet sigh. “Let’s not get into it. When I have time, I’ll treat you to dinner, just to welcome you back.”
She meant it, too. It wasn’t just something to say. She genuinely wanted to take him out as a friend.
To her surprise, Harris didn’t hesitate at all. “Anytime in the next couple weeks, I’m free. Just give me a call. My number’s the same.”
Petty nodded with a small smile. “Sounds good.”
Back at The White Estate, she waited until Adelaide had drifted off for her afternoon nap. Then Petty drove out to a neighborhood in Cabinda with a reputation. Everyone knew it as the place where the city’s rich and powerful kept their secret lovers. The press even called it “The Gilded Cage.”
She parked in front of a villa, pulled out her phone, found Galen’s number, and dialed. It rang for a while before he finally picked up.
“Petty?” Galen sounded surprised. “What made you call me?”
Petty got right to it. “Are you seeing Franco tonight?”
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