Chapter 7. Rafe

I take a quick hot bath, wear my clothes and come out of the bathroom. Rubbing the towel against my wet hair, I grab my phone and go through the recent alerts.

"I've heard some rumours about you and that woman who is your family friend. What was her

name?...Fay-Freya Howard, yes. That you both are into each other." Mona speaks.

My jaws harden as I fume at the mention of Freya's name. I tighten the grip on my phone and throw away the towel somewhere on the bed.

"What's going on, Rafe?" Mona continues.

I restrain myself though, "You yourself called it rumours so you should ignore rumours." I flatly answer while still focused on my phone's screen.

She's clueless about the direful wedding event that took place more than a week ago. Mona doesn't have any link with the business or construction industry that turned out to my advantage.

"Rumours can't be baseless." She comes