Flash Marriage To The Secret Tycoon

faucet, washed the dust off her hands, and dried them on a paper towel she fo

slowly down the concrete ramp into the underground VIP parking garage of th

on in his jaw remained, but the fake, middle-class posture vanished instantly.

tepped out from the shadows. Dwayne held a perfectly p

ook of absolute disgust. "Dispose of it," he ordered, refusing to let the cheap fabric touch

the top-floor office for twenty m

adjusted his silk tie. He walked past Dwayne, heading straight fo

n walked down the wide, silent corridor. He pushed th

d a delicate porcelain cup of Darjeeling tea. She plac

yes bright with expectation. "D

massive glass desk and sat

n said, his voice flat. "T

d up her wooden cane and tapped the

at girl, Bronson

out a dark,

Bronson said. "But she is under a six-mont

, resting his for

spy or a gold digger aiming for the Vaughan

d a trembling

nor snapped. "You will pay for this

reached out and tapped his mous

two minutes," Bronson said, staring at th

sigh. She stood up, lean

h her," Eleanor said softly

financial data, but the image of Kathern's clear, defiant eye

his hand and rubbed his temples hard, fo

nvenience store. She held a cold bottle of water against he

connected

rm voice came through the spe

with genuine gratitude. "I just wanted to call

he one who should apologize. I know my grand

onson seems very distant, but he

a pause on

tter chuckle escaping her lips. "P

Kathern corrected

e call. She stared at the black screen of her phone for a mome

helmet back on, and started the engine. She ste

ain made the muscles in her arms pull tight.