CHAPTER 20

  "Are you saying he has asked you to stop work?" Cleo asked, staring at Everly with a dreadful look on her face as they sat on one of the sofas in the living room, the glass of orange juice on a wooden stool in front of them with a plate of dark chocolate cake by the side.

  "Gosh, Cleo!" Everly exclaimed, letting out a deep breath tiredly, "I never said anything relating to him asking me to stop work, all I did was that he asked me to take the day off work to rest" She said.

  "What exactly are you resting from?" Cleo questioned suspiciously. "Did you both party hard over the weekend?"

  "No" Everly sharply replied.

  "Did guys throw a secret enormous wedding over the weekend?" Cleo asked on.

  "No, how is that even possible?"

  "Then what exactly is he asking you to take a break from?" The confused Cleo pressed further.