16. Not a Handyman

Sebastian

I pause for Delilah's reaction after revealing my true self. No more disguise, no more lies. This is the real me in the flesh. Chicago's most eligible bachelor. Delilah's dream man, or should I say, her nightmare?

Delilah looks like she has seen a ghost. She does not speak for a moment and just stares at me.

I take a seat in front of her and wait for her to talk.

"Nothing to say, Delilah?" I asked. I am smiling mockingly as she caught me in a lie.

Delilah finally snaps out of it, and her face twists into a frown. "Jason," she croaks out. "What is the meaning of this?"

"As you can see, I am not who you thought I was," I smirked.

"I don't understand," she said.

I could tell she was struggling to stay calm.

"Why don't I re-introduce myself? I am Sebastian Stanley. Owner of the Silver Crest Hotels and resorts. Not the handyman Jason you were so embarrassed to be seen with," I announced.

Delilah winced. "So everything you told me was a lie? You were never poor, and this was some