e finding evidence against Stacey and Haris, so why n

walked over to Peter, lowere

our argument earlier. I promise

accepted engagement. Clearly, Bianca had no ide

te mess after being drugged that heavily, Stacey thought, her brow f

rk on Bianca's neck. As an experienced

she su

that night, a new plan began to take shape i

m, she rushed into the bathroom and t

ndeniable proof that she had lost he

Stacey and Ha

orced herself to calm down. She needed a plan f

ting him to discreetly tail Stacey and Haris, gather hard evidence of

d up her computer and drafted a

headquarters, Justin burst into Dave's off

I fou

s attention instantly sn

esk and slid a photo toward him. It showed a strikin

morning, but her features were already burned into

ingle detail," Dave said, tapping the photo w

hroat and rattled of

desperately hunting for investors because t

p to get funding for her dad? But then why would

on, Dave just stared a

Haris Carter. He's a sales

boyfriend? Then why had she th

," Justin added, breaki

t is

ne across the desk. "She ju

nca's blunt caption, his ex

for a b

will be provided once the job is done. Details to be discussed during the interview.

he playing now?

ered by his boss's s

on, Justin cautiously suggested, "S

out sharply against his knuckles as his ey

o absolute ice. "Take that ad down.

bing her nose, she wondered who was

frowning at the empty

't received a single call, text, or comment. For an accou

ere a

uirements to

erself, her phone buzzed in her h

mber flashed

ight and answered

netic voice murmured

this?" Bianca a

friend to rent. I believ

of a cello. It sent an inexplicable shiver down Bianca's spine.

aside, she got straight to busi

e and place," he

et's meet at the Galaxy Café tomorrow at eight in the eve

See you

citement. She hadn't expected

, his expression unreadable. As he ended the ca

to see exactly what

stepped into the café a

nca sitting at a corner table, gl

t under a khaki windbreaker, her long hair cascading loosely over h

atch, impressed by

to her table with lon

met his gaze. Her breath hitched, completely st

e, she would have assumed an A-list mo

re you Miss B

ly familiar voic

before reality crashed in-this gorg

he fact that someone who looked like he belonged on

, have

r opposite her, Bianca d

adding to his cool, untouchable demeanor. Even though he was dressed down in a worn brown leather jacket, a plain T-