impersonal as if he were loo

. Without a word, he picked up a small vial and a glass of

hite with black lette

is voice was a low ru

m. This composure was new, forged in betrayal. The old Chloe would have

something-curiosity, perhaps-passing thro

hesitation, she put it in her mouth and swal

surprise him even more. The sc

on the nightstand, Chloe lifted her

ntimidating presence. "Aren't yo

gged by my dear stepsister, Kaitlyn Haye

ween them. He had expected tears, denia

was her co

n't just want her dead; they wanted to destroy her. She knew

ng was a name that even David and Arthur spoke with c

eded a

acious idea

swung them over the side of the bed and stood. The silk shirt she

e had to tilt her head back to meet his gaze. A cold knot tightened

terling.

icy composure. He looked at her as if she

heir depths. "Do you have any idea what you're saying?

s to have me drugged and thrown into another

nd you... you ruined me. Don't you thi

ound that didn't reach his eyes. "Responsibility

't faze her. This

pment project," she stated, her voice cool. "Marry me, the sole h

that s

from Arthur and make the Hayes fam

nation he had never seen. He looked at her, truly looked at her for the first