Page 121 of Mr. Persistent


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Corey: Madeline?

Corey: Five days in New York, and you’re already ignoring my texts. This is going to be a problem. Call me later to discuss.

Ugh.

Addie frowns at my expression and leans over to see what’s caused my annoyance.

She tuts, shaking her head. “You need to end it. And what are you, a business acquisition? ‘Call me later to discuss.’”

“He didn’t do anything wrong.”

“No.” She looks me square in the eye. “But you did.”

“I thought you said you’d drop this.”

Her face softens, taking my hand in hers. “I know, but you were supposed to think about it long and hard, Maddie.”

The second the words are out of her mouth, I raise my brows. “Long and hard?”

We dissolve into laughter.

“You’re so immature.”

“Me?” I squeal. “You laughed.”

“Yeah, yeah.” She ducks her head toward the window. “You ready?”

“Nope.” I follow her gaze. “Wow.”

“They’ve done well for themselves, huh?”

I nod. Words won’t do justice to how amazed I am at their success.

They own the entire building and have recently removed their bottom-floor tenants due to the rapid growth of their company.

The building isn’t huge; it’s tall but slim, almost like an oversized townhouse. It has a glass front and metal trim, revealing the building’s rawness, including exposed beams and concrete floors.

It’s precisely what I would expect from them.

My alarm goes off, and I gather my things.It’s time.

“Drinks tonight. Don’t forget.” Addie kisses my cheek.

“I won’t.”

I step out, and she rolls down the window. “Proud of you, Maddie Grace!”

“You’re the best friend a girl could ask for.”

She really is.

Addie might be loud, brash, and a lot quirky, but somewhere along the way—maybe when Nate broke my heart or when Camila died—she went from best friend to mother hen, sister, and therapist.

She plays every role without missing a beat.

That’s why she insisted on driving me. Even after being out at an art show until two in the morning, she knew I needed the extra support.

I blow her a kiss and walk through to the security desk. I show my ID, and there are instructions for me to go up to the fourth floor and see Nadia in HR.