Diary of a Single Wedding Planner (Tales Behind the Veils Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

it comes to gossip. He loves dirt on anyone, and he has a plethora of Lillian’s dirt since they worked together at the hotel long ago. She brought him on board here as a senior planner when he was laid off about six months ago. Senior planner, my ass. Granted, he knows more about weddings than I did when I started, but not by much. They’re tight, though, him and Lillian. If I didn’t know how incredibly fond he is of men, I would swear they have a cougar thing going on.
    “Oh, Chaz. Stop it!” Laura waved him away. “Yes, she married the owner’s son, but that’s not why she took the company from two properties to a worldwide network of resorts and clubs. So let’s not throw daggers and be petty. She was very good at what she did.”
    “So was he evidently!” Chaz laughed loudly at his own joke. “I heard he was quite talented in pleasing the ladies.” He reached up and grabbed the top of the doorframe, stretching his long, skinny limbs and yawning loudly.
    Laura arched an eyebrow at him and shook her head. “Well, I don’t know if I would necessarily call them ladies, but it’s neither here nor there. We’re not discussing that. I was only trying to help Tyler keep Lillian’s temper in perspective,” she said before turning to me. “Don’t brood over this, Tyler. Lillian’s bark is much worse than her bite. She’s got a heart of gold, and you know she adores you.”
    Adores was probably reaching a bit. Maybe tolerates would be more appropriate. I mean, Lillian must like me somewhat or I wouldn’t still be working here. But I have never felt any warm fuzzies from her. Not even in the beginning, before I was screwing up her events.
    I didn’t have a clue about weddings when Melanie hired me. I honestly didn’t even know event planning was a real job until we met. No one in my tiny little hometown was an event planner. If you had a baby shower or a wedding or something, your aunts and cousins helped plan it. Mostly planned it for you and told you what to do, but they called it helping. Maybe that was one good thing about getting jilted and leaving home never to return. When and if I get married now, I get to do my own planning.
    Laura returned to her office, and I followed Chaz back to his, still thinking about Lillian. “Why did she leave the hotel business if she was so successful?”
    He exhaled sharply and shook his head. “Everyone has a limit to how much they can take. She was the powerhouse building the company up. He was the wealthy playboy who gave her free rein as long as she turned a blind eye to his adventures. When he moved a buxom blonde into the penthouse suite of the downtown tower, Lillian called foul. She thought he’d come in line. Instead, he sued for divorce and tried to fire her from the company. But her attorneys took care of her. She’s not hurting.”
    “Wow.” I couldn’t imagine Lillian in that situation. She’s such a force to be reckoned with. Who would have the balls to cheat on her?
    I bet she probably handled it much better than I did when it happened to me. Then again, I was much younger at the time, and I didn’t have attorneys to fight for me. Which is another good thing, I suppose. At least my college sweetheart was kind enough to dump me and break my heart before we got married. No lawyers needed.
    I was still deep in thought when I heard the salon door open. I knew it was Lillian even before I heard her ask Laura if I was in the office. I cringed and waited for the summons.
    “Tylah, could you come here, please?” Lillian called out.
    I scurried over to her office with the same sick feeling I used to get when my mother found out I’d skipped class.
    “Yes, ma’am?” I said, standing at attention in her doorway. In stark contrast to Laura’s warm and fluffy office, Lillian’s is sleek and modern with a glass desk and two black, straight-back chairs. No pillows. Not a single picture on the walls. Only one lone mirror.
    “Here,” she said, handing