Chapter 235 When Did You Find Out?

• I turn around to find Belinda standing behind me, arms crossed over her ample chest. As usual, the general manager of Star Cove is dressed both provocatively and inappropriately, in a tight black dress buttoned at the front, ready to burst at the seams. It was only a matter of time. I avoided her sharp, knowing gaze earlier as I walked alongside Diego in the funeral procession, at his insistence.
• But I knew I wouldn't be able to avoid her forever.
• "Give us a minute, Miles,"she says, adjusting her elegant tortoiseshell glasses. With a nervous glance in my direction, he crouches down, probably feeling the tension swirling around him like a cyclone. She was the first to accuse Diego of hiring me for the sole purpose of having an assistant to sleep with while he was in Alaska, although I couldn't see the attraction. But I couldn't see any other reason why I was there either. I didn't meet Star Cove Hotel's hiring standards. She vehemently denied anything other than a professional relationship between us. She had to: her father was breathing down her neck to see if his son was staying in line, given the growing legal issues surrounding Kiera. And she bought it. Belinda leans over the railing.