red call button t

velyn held out her ha

ncern. "Mrs. Harrison, Dr. Matthews strongly advise

s room was no longer safe. Julian could send his p

l to the puncture mark. She put her trench coat back on over her clothes and w

tal doors. The midday sun hit

to the Manhattan penthouse. She needed to pack her th

saw her approaching. His eyes darted away nervously, but he

e private elevator. The car shot upward smoothly. Insid

yn stepped out and pushed open the mass

Her face was a mask of cold professionalism. It was Camila Shaw, Julian's ruthless pe

ving orders to two massive bodyguards who we

. "Julian has ordered the immediate execution of the pren

't say a word. She walked straight past C

gged out an old, scuffed suitcase from the bottom shelf. It

jeans off the velvet hangers. These were clothes sh

oset like a shadow. Her sharp e

grab a wooden jewelry box. Camila steppe

mila stated coldly, "all jewelry gifted by the husband duri

and dumped the diamond necklaces Julian had given her onto the glass table. She r

Camila glanced at the cheap metal a

the closet and into the study. She opened the bottom drawer

ecret research and development formulas

g. Camila answered it and delibera

hoed in the quiet study. "Have you

e zipper of her suitcase.

r, dripping with venom, "tell her she'll be raising them in a gutter. The Harrison fam

velyn's chest. She yanked the zipper of the

amila. She leaned toward

said, her voice drippi

he turned her back on the study and walked t

ve a quick nod to the bodygua

ped sideways, completely