CHAPTER 8
Cleopatra gently brushed off Noah’s hand with an awkward smile. “Noah, we’re over, and I don’t want to see you again,” she said firmly, trying to stay composed despite her heart racing at the sight of his once-familiar face.
But disappointment was written all over Noah’s face. “Cleo, we had a past together. You can’t just forget it that easily,” he said, his tone almost pleading.
Cleopatra only gave a slight nod, offering a faint yet meaningful smile, then blended into the crowd of club-goers, trying to slip away from Noah. She moved quickly, weaving between people dancing and laughing, until she finally reached the exit.
As soon as she got to her car, Cleopatra opened the door hurriedly, startling Peter, who was on the phone with his wife. Seeing his boss in a panic, Peter i
