for ten million dollars!

er me. For a moment, the t

urchase. The attendant swiped my exclusiv

I said, my voice ti

Miss Ashworth. The c

belief. My father woul

phina. I told you, it's my treat." He handed the attendant his

also de

raw anger crossing his face. "What? My a

ld outside the room. Peopl

? The Ashwort

and can't even pay

. I had never felt so hum

hed the whole scene unfold, a cool, unreadable expressi

id, pulling a car

went throu

e velvet box containing

ked over to Lyra, opened the box, and faste

just a joke. I w

ought back the tears t

son of a bitch. He must have hacked

did. He was a genius coder. He could cripple financial systems with a few keystrokes. This

o ruin me, and he

his voice low and menac

is eyes cold as ice. "L

whispered, my voic

alked away, no

my favorite desserts outside my door. I ignored them. I remembered his voice from the

the main living areas of the house. I'd done it after overhearing their con

prawled on the cou

nts us to take her to the Hamptons, but Caspian s

up?" another Fellow, Liam, whine

ith a sigh. "He wants one of us

oing," Ron

added. "Mateo, you go. You're t

red facade gone. "Caspian's the one who caused

ed into the frame. He looked at

e laced with a cold possession that made my

ft box from the table a

or. My fiancée. He still had

ugh the door. "His fiancée? Who does he think he

er, Ron. In the end, she'll still choose him. She always d