opped th

he grabbed a small duffel bag of

he weight of the pearl earring stopped he

Her heels clicked sharply against the w

ntically. When he heard the footsteps, his face

at the crowd. Her eyes paused for a fraction of

a silver lighter between his fingers. Felix Larsen. The apex predator of Wall Street

uffed out

dly, making sure everyone heard. "I only tol

wore the smug, victorious smile of a

d in approval

A few pulled out their phones, wai

. She looked at Preston and Bria like th

together," Clara said. "Kee

er voice turned Preston's gran

age. "You're nothing without

orget who stayed up for three days writing th

s eyes darted nervously toward Felix, terrified

ngers stop

ic

hut. The tiny sound echoed like a guns

ark, bottomless eyes bypassed every

o used to stare at her shoes was

's stare head-on. The air between the

oice was a low, magnetic ru

is mouth to lie, but Felix shot him a l

Felix directly. She

nd logic. You'll

urned

s the look of a hunter spotting a rare prey. Bria saw

e dripping with fake sweetness. "I had t

er. He stood up. His massiv

raised a hand and gave a subtle, shar

e, but she didn't stop. She walked down the hall

e slipped her hand out of Preston's grip