The Disowned Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector

e private underground garage of a luxury apartment building next to

rms. Her blood had soaked completely through his expensive suit jacket, stai

. Wallace, the senior housekeeper, stood in the foyer. When she

own the hallway. He kicked the door of the largest gues

o the room carrying a heavy medical case. He was complaining about

overing Ingram. He stopped talking immediately.

refused to step back. His eyes were glued to T

t. He exposed her back and stomach. Massive, dark pur

had internal damage. He told Ingram that if he had brought her i

ed. The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten de

m his forehead with the back of his arm. He finished the la

am. He asked who this girl was and why Ingram was stan

lian and told him he was sleeping on the couch toni

loody tools, and walked out to the livi

ceiling window. He looked down at the bright lights of Manhattan.

wiped the mud off the plastic surface. He rubbed the dirt out of th

mer walked in. He held a thin, encry

was Tina Valenzuela. He said she had been violently kicked

ed down hard on the small charm. The plastic dug i

l of smoke. The heat of the fire. The tiny five-year-old girl who

her cousin broke the urn containing the ashes tonight. He con

iolent anger burned in his chest. The ai

ll the police and report the

olice were too easy. He said he was going to make

walked back to the bed. He stood over T

brushed the damp hair away from her fo

er lips were dry and cracked. She looked so

the edge of the thick white bandage taped ju

girl who saved him had a pale pink birthma

. He wanted to rip it off. He wanted to see it. But he s

was unconscious. He would w

ned and told Ingram he smelled like a slaug

hroom. Right before he closed the door,

CEO. It was the look of a man who had been sta

shed the blood down the drain, but it could