“That’s because I was lying,” Lucas said flatly.
Mia looked like someone had dumped a bucket of cold water over her. “Seriously? That’s how you treat people?!”
“I’ll tell you something real this time,” Lucas said with a grin.
“You’re not messing with me again?” she asked, half skeptical.
“Of course not. Wanna hear it?”
Mia’s eyes lit up again. “Obviously! Spill!”
“There was someone who got blacklisted from the industry... because she got pregnant.”
Mia immediately narrowed her eyes. “Name?”
“Heather Fanning.”
“Never heard of her.”
Lucas smiled innocently. “Well that’s expected, you didn’t know who I was either.”
Mia gave an awkward little laugh. “Okay, fair. So whose baby was it? Was it her sugar daddy’s?”
“Nope.”
“Then who?”
Lucas finally burst out laughing. “No one. I made it up.”
Mia stared at him, speechless, wishing she could throw a rock at his head.
“You are the worst. I helped you out and this is how you repay me? Ever heard of repaying kindness with kindness?” she huffed, rolling her eyes dramatically.
Lucas didn’t look even a little sorry. “Don’t forget, you falsely accused me earlier.”
Mia knew she didn’t have the moral high ground there, but she still wasn’t ready to give in. She stomped her foot in frustration—then spotted a rock on the path and kicked it hard.
“Ouch!” she cried out, instantly tearing up as she grabbed her foot. The rock didn’t even budge.
Lucas frowned. “What happened?”
He’d come to the Emotional Release Center hoping to unwind—but joking around with Mia just now had made him laugh more than he had in weeks.
“Hey, Lucas. You promised me gossip, remember?”
“I did. Alright, let me tell you one…”
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The Chancer Residence.
Charlotte had gotten herself ready nearly two hours before James was even off work. She’d even brought in a professional makeup artist to do her makeup.
Staring at her flawless reflection in the mirror, she felt like she’d gone back in time—back to before she had the baby. Her heart was full of anticipation, waiting for James to walk through the door.
She’d planned out everything.
This Christmas Eve was going to be perfect.
She was going to make things right between them.

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