als terminal at John F. Kennedy Internatio

ugh the towering glass walls onto her pale, exhausted face. As soon as she turned

that I have to handle immediately. I can't leave the

nd stood near the exit, waiti

yingly dark, his entire body radiating a freezing, unapproachable aura. If his grandfather hadn't threatened him with a hunger

s phone and tapped open the photo his grandfather had sent him. It was a blurry, distant shot of a w

ked onto a slender figure standing by the railing. The woman was wearing a tailored black trench coat, her dark che

r two seconds before wa

he West Coast?" he asked, h

n front of her. Assuming this was the assistant Cody had sent, and

Keegan didn't waste ano

heel. Cassie quickly grabbed her suitcase a

completely silent. Cassie stared out the window, equally uninterested in making small talk. Having just ended a three-

ew mirror, sweating nervously. These two looked less like

she suddenly froze. The car was pulling

n in utter confusio

e frowned sharply. "Didn't your family tell you? Given your fami

emembered Cody's text about an "emergency situation at the company." Did the Garner Group encoun

d out her phone and

is temporarily unavailable..." Th

aldwin. Now that the Garner family was in trouble, what right did she have to run away? It was just

Cassie pushed the car

udden shift in attitude odd, but he didn't as

through a brief civil ceremony with a clerk acting as the officiant, and s

suit pocket and tossed a silver key to Cassie. "Number Eight, Upper East Side Pentho

back into the Mayb

wadays?* But it was fine. It was just a commercial arrangement; there was no

rner Estate on Lon

d stared at the familiar stone mansion, her eyes growing hot. Three years ago, she had dragged her suitcase out

y butler with graying hair, hurried down the steps w

Cassie said, hugging

old," Arthur choked

my other brother?" C

re everything for your arrival. Your other brother is ov