The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 193

Dylan’s expression darkened. He spoke in a frosty tone. “It’s nothing. You can go now.”

Rebecca muttered under her breath, “What’s his problem?” before turning on her heel and leaving the office.

As soon as Rebecca was gone, Dylan fell silent, lost in thought.

He leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping absently on the desk, his mind tangled with confusion.

A woman who’d already been married and had a child—what exactly did everyone see in her?

Jonas couldn’t forget her, and now Fitch was caught up in it too. Honestly, this woman had a real talent for attracting trouble.

To Dylan, Raina was nothing but bad news.

What was it about her?

Sure, she was beautiful and carried herself well, but that couldn’t possibly be enough to make so many men fall for her.

Maybe they were just dazzled by her looks, he mused. If they really knew the truth, maybe they’d see her differently.

The only reason he’d kept quiet about Fitch was to protect his friend—he didn’t want to watch another person get pulled in.

Dylan made up his mind. Before Jonas got back, he’d make sure Raina was gone. He refused to let her have any more influence over Jonas.

But he hadn’t counted on Fitch showing up in person.

That afternoon, Fitch, frustrated from his fruitless search for someone named Renee, stormed into Dylan’s office without warning.

He flopped onto the couch with a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Dylan, I’m losing my mind trying to find this Renee. Not a single clue. What am I supposed to do?” His voice was tinged with desperation.

Dylan barely looked up, still focused on the paperwork in front of him. “I’m busy, Fitch. I don’t have time for this nonsense.”

Fitch let out a sharp laugh. “No wonder Jonas says you’re no fun. Is work the only thing that doesn’t bore you?”

Dylan ignored the jab.

A heavy silence filled the room. Finally, Dylan cleared his throat, his voice stiff. “Fitch, calm down. There’s a misunderstanding here.”

But Fitch wouldn’t hear it. “Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? You’d better give me an explanation right now!”

Rebecca stood awkwardly, looking between the two men, wondering what on earth was happening.

The tension in the room was suffocating—no one seemed to know how to break the deadlock.

After a deep breath, Dylan finally spoke. “Raina, would you step outside for a moment?”

Rebecca nodded quickly and hurried out, closing the door behind her as gently as she could.

Fitch’s eyes widened when he heard Dylan use the name Raina. “Raina? Did you just say her name is Raina?”

Dylan nodded. “Yeah.”

Fitch stormed over, planting his hands on Dylan’s desk, his voice shaking with anger. “Dylan, what the hell is going on? Why is the woman I’ve been looking for working here, and why didn’t you tell me? What are you playing at?”