Page 37 of Love Will Save the Day
‘I think I have fixed that.’
‘What do you mean?’
Auguste raises his eyebrow. ‘I have told Henry that if he must put out a new video to clear your name in whatever way he sees fit. I have also requested he will be calling all of your clients to ask them to reconsider hiring you.’
‘He won’t do that!’ I say. ‘Why would he?’
Auguste’s eyes glitter. ‘I told him that if he does not, I will release a video telling the world how it was he who setyouup. I will tell how he planned the whole thing to go viral on the internet and create attention.’
‘Oh my goodness. Auguste, you sly dog, What did he say?’
‘He said yes. He has too much to lose. This way he gets to still control the narrative.’
‘He must have been so angry!’
Auguste chuckles lightly. ‘Well, I am also now looking for a place to live.’ He runs a finger down my face and my whole body fizzes. ‘I have seen an apartment on Ladbroke Grove that looks suitable. I have been wondering, would you be interested in being my room-mate?’
I bite my lip, tears springing to my eyes. ‘Are you sure? After everything?’
‘I think you must know by now that I am not a man who does anything unless he as sure as an omelette?’
‘Did you mean to say—’
Auguste laughs, interrupting me with another kiss.
I do know that this man is not a man who does anything unless he is as sure as eggs is eggs. I also know that this unexpected French man, who looks nothing like Hugh Grant, has revealed himself to be the coolest, sexiest, sweetest person I could ever hope to have met in Notting Hill.
I swing my arms around his neck and lean my forehead against his. ‘You’re on.’
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