Chapter 102: Our First Day

There are people in this world who seem to derive joy from disrupting the happiness of others, particularly when they find little to be happy about in their own lives. Dylan was one of those people—a man who found solace in ruining moments that weren’t his to begin with. And now, as Christina reluctantly answered his call, she could feel her irritation bubbling just beneath the surface, ready to explode after her kiss had been so rudely interrupted by her meddlesome uncle. “What?” Christina snapped, her voice sharp as she picked up the call. The frustration was evident, and Dylan flinched slightly on the other end. He could tell that he had called at the wrong moment, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He had to push through. “Ms. Richardson, that’s no way to speak to your boss,” Dylan’s voice came through the line, carrying a tone that grated on Christina’s nerves even more. She was just about ready to breathe fire through the phone when she felt Darren’s hand gently gr