ed the power button

nimalist interface. There was onl

itate. She tapped the

ayt

antly. A man's voice, deep and

ally decided to

in his tone, mixed with the relief

es, but she forced the tears back

need you to

t words tasting lik

ting a d

Then, Clayton's voice returned, stripped of all wa

be there in f

ment. Just immediate,

hone into her handbag, along with her passport and a few persona

her small suitcase and u

Augustine stood nearby, his brow furrowed in a deep frown. When he saw Chloe de

leave," he said, his

aight toward the front door, the heels of her boots cl

his fury. He strode forward and grabbed

you going to

er flesh, sending a jo

he wrenched her arm free from his gr

ome self-respect. By tomor

Rh

to his heart. She had always called

a tense standoff,

ervously at Augustine be

gold-rimmed glasses. Behind him, parked at the curb, was a black Ma

were sharp as daggers. His gaze swept over the chaotic scene in the living ro

ery's expressio

to Chloe. He shrugged off his own expensive

dirt, he calmly removed Augustine's

oft, for her ears onl

night, a crack appeared in her composure, a hi

n at the impossibly expensive car parked outside. A

of Chloe,

didn't

his eyes filled with a contempt so profound it was

have the ri

a protective arm around her shoulders, and guided her out

ed, as Chloe got into the Maybach a