Chapter 272
Watson's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief. Originally, the photo was a full- body shot, with both of them
keeping a respectable social distance. It was the kind of image that didn't suggest anything romantic. But
Watson had cleverly cropped out the lower half, leaving just their upper bodies. The vibe shifted entirely, making
it look more like a shot from a marriage certificate if you ignored the background.
That afternoon, Watson posted the photo on social media with a caption that read, "A very special day." It was a
subtle, calculated move. Given that it was Valentine's Day, he avoided the typical "Happy Valentine's Day" or
"Happy Holiday" captions that could easily rub Allison the wrong way. At the stime, he didn't go for a bland
"Great collaboration" either. The ambiguous "A very special day" struck a perfect balance. It wouldn't irk Allison,
but it might lead Joshua to jump to conclusions.
Watson made sure to tag George in the post, knowing that several projects at George's company were tied to
him. George was bound to see the post, and given his connection with Joshua, it was almost certain that Joshua
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wine, feeling quite pleased with himself.
Meanwhile, Allison spotted Watson's post, casually liked it, and continued scrolling. When George noticed the
post, he took a screenshot, including Allison's like, and sent it to Joshua with the message, "Did you get
scooped?" and "This picture looks like a wedding photo. | must say, they do look quite the pair."
Joshua saw the message, and his expression darkened. The bright smile on Allison's face in the photo felt like a
jab to him. He gazed at the picture silently, lost in thought, before finally making a call. "How's Chris doing over
there?"
Later that evening, Allison returned home, finished her shower, and was just about to settle in for a series binge
on her tablet when her phone rang.
"Hello, delivery service here. Are you currently at home?"
"lI am, but | haven't ordered anything. Could you tellwhat the delivery is?"
"It seems someone else bought it for you. It's from a jewelry store, delivered express within the city."
"Huh?" Allison was puzzled. "I'm home. You can just leave it by the door, please." "Sure thing."
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. "Hello, your package is at the door."
Allison got up, slipped on her slippers, and opened the door to find a package quietly waiting for her.
Curiosity piqued, she picked it umets
and checked the sender's address. It was from an upscale jewelry store in Oak Lake. She brought the package
inside and called the number on the label.
Even though it was past eight in the evening, the jewelry store was still open, and
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a staff member quickly answered.
Allison politely said, "Hi, | just
received a package with your store's address as the sender. Could you tellwhat's inside and who purchased
it?"
The staff asked for her phone number to check their records.
Allison provided her number.
"Thank you. Please hold on; I'll find that information for you." Soon, the staff was back. "Ms. Allison, right?"
"es."
"Hello, Ms Allison. | found that this package contains a necklace picked out for you by a gentleman this
afternoon. He left your address and phone number and specifically requested that it be delivered today."