Chapter 150

The weather flipped in a flash. It was all sunny skies in the morning, but by the time Elsie stepped out of the studio that afternoon, it had turned gloomy. Fat raindrops smacked against the windows, mixing into a frantic rhythm of thuds and splashes. Getting changed, Elsie heard Troy Mitchell groan dramatically, “Ugh, I was gonna take my mom shopping later. Guess that’s out.” “Online shopping exists for a reason,” Elsie said as she grabbed her phone from the locker, tossing it out there half-joking. “Right? Genius move.” Elsie glanced at the headlines — the joint signing between Harding Group and the bank had wrapped up smoothly. William’s photo topped the article. That guy really hit the gene jackpot — deep-set eyes, sharp jawline, high nose bridge, lips like they were sculpted. From his temples to his chin, not a flaw in sight. Representing the bank today was Liam. Standing side by side in the press photos, the brothers had that kind of matching good looks, but their vibes? Totally