Chapter 45 He's as fake as ever

Aubrey’s pov ;

After the designers left, I sat in my office, staring at the phone, feeling a strange mix of gratitude and guilt swirling inside me.

Ryder sent the most sought-after designers in the industry to fix the mess I was in, and despite everything I knew about him—the arrogance, the manipulation—I couldn’t deny that part of me was starting to feel indebted to him.

But I quickly pushed that feeling aside. Ryder Wolfe was still a bastard. He had a habit of complicating my life in ways no one else could.

Sophia peeked her head into my office, raising an eyebrow. “You should thank him, you know.”

I glanced at her, biting my lip. “I was thinking of calling.”

She shook her head with a knowing smile. “No, you should do it face-to-face. Trust me. A gesture like this deserves a proper thank you.”

I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I was ready to face him again after I lashed out on him. But Sophia’s encouraging smile gave me the push I needed.