Chapter 50

4. Finding Lust Again

Seeing his cellphone idly laying atop the table, his hand itched to pick it up and call their maid, Grace for some information.

Due to Bailey's kind-heartedness, Grace had held her close to her heart and mostly knew of the former's whereabouts, even friends that he hadn't met.

Nonetheless, he thought against the idea.

What if the maid snitched on him to Bailey or worse the Reynolds and it confirmed her suspicion of him stalking her.

He'd be damned to let that happen

But then again he knew of all her rich, high-class friends, and none of them would rent an apartment of this caliber.

He meant this area was palatable enough for middle-class folks, but people from Bailey's world, absolutely not.

Shit, he needed to find out whether she was staying alone or with a friend.

Who the fuck that friend was that he didn't know about, and whether that so-called friend was a lady or a guy.