The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 228

“Raina, have you been seeing anyone lately? Still single?” Fitch asked, curiosity written all over his face.

Rebecca replied flatly, “No.”

Her answer was short and to the point—she hoped Fitch would finally get the message and drop the subject.

But instead, Fitch’s eyes lit up with excitement. He grinned, clearly pleased with himself. “I knew it! Dylan was totally lying to me!”

Rebecca felt her irritation grow as she watched his smug expression.

“Fitch, could you please stop bothering me?” she said, her voice strained with frustration. “I just want to focus on my work and live my own life.”

Fitch just shrugged, undeterred. “Come on, Raina, don’t be so cold. I really like you—that’s why I care about what’s going on with you. I was worried sick when I couldn’t find you yesterday.”

Rebecca shook her head, exasperated. “Fitch, your feelings are a burden to me. I’ve told you plenty of times—I just don’t feel that way about you.”

But Fitch refused to give up. “Feelings can change, you know. Give me a chance—you might realize I’m not so bad.”

Rebecca sighed, deciding not to waste any more energy arguing with him.

Dylan rarely ate in the company cafeteria, but today he’d come down on a whim, partly to grab a quick bite and partly to get a sense of how people felt about the food.

As soon as he walked in, he spotted Fitch and Rebecca together at a table.

Dylan’s expression darkened, an odd surge of annoyance welling up inside him.

He watched Fitch’s animated efforts with a hint of scorn—at least Rebecca seemed to know how to handle herself. She barely acknowledged Fitch’s advances, eating her lunch quietly and only responding now and then in a cool, detached tone.

Seeing Rebecca’s indifference put Dylan somewhat at ease. He figured she had her head on straight—at least she wasn’t encouraging Fitch, not now that she was supposedly in a relationship.

Once she finished eating, Rebecca stood up, eager to get away. She wanted nothing more than to shake Fitch off for good.

“Fitch, I don’t want to have this conversation anymore. Please, just leave me alone from now on.” With that, she turned and walked away without looking back.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere between Dylan and Fitch grew tense.

Dylan’s expression darkened, his gaze hardening with a silent warning. “Fitch, I don’t want you showing up at my company again,” he said coldly.

Fitch just raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. “Your company? Last I checked, it’s the Frost Group. Should I call Jonas and tell him you’re kicking me out?”

Dylan pressed his lips into a thin line, saying nothing.

Fitch’s grin widened. “Why are you so against me pursuing Raina? Or is it that my interest in her is somehow a problem for you?”

Dylan took a steadying breath, forcing himself to stay calm. “Raina is my employee. I have a responsibility to make sure she isn’t harassed.”

“Oh, is that so? You’re quite the protective boss, aren’t you?”

Fitch shot him a mischievous look, then turned and sauntered away.