“Mitabelle…”
The middle–aged man whispered the name as if he couldn’t believe his eyes. His breath hitched, and his gaze locked onto hers. Without cealizing it, be clunged direction and began walking toward hier.
Meanwhile, Vespera was on the phone, explaining everything.
On the other end. Rebecca’s mood soured the moment she heard the Sowle family had brought in a powerful relative
What had once seemed like a sure path to the gallows for Tina now carried a giant question mark. Her appetite vanished.
nut she calmed quickly. After all, they had Dominic on their side.
“1 heard that woman’s methods are especially vicious. I’m worried Mrs. Cruz and the others might be in danger. We should probably win them. Better safe than sorry, Vespera said.
“I’ll take care of it,” Rebecca replied…
“Alright, then I’ll–Vespera began but paused as footsteps approached from behind. “Becca, let’s talklater.”
She ended the call and tumed, only to see a man in his early sex walking toward her.
He had the air of a scholar, with a calm, commanding presence that came only from experience and power.
His Lace bore the faint traces of age, though the sharp features from his youth were still visible. Tall and lean, he was swell–kept, free of the middle–aged bloat
en acquired.
“Is he some president from a local company?” Vespera wondered.
“Can I help you?” she asked politely, quickly flipping through her mental Rolodex. She was certain she’d never seen him before.
Theodore looked at the beautiful gid in front of him, emotions swirling inside that he couldn’t quite name.
Her profile was so familiar From the front, not as much, but those eyes and brows were exactly as he’d imagi
sir? Is there something I can help you with? Vespera asked again.
His long stare and odd expression made her feel the need to stay police but cautious,
sem all these years.
here. Lured I’d ask for directions.”
Theodore blinked, snapping out of it. “Oh, sorry, It’s my first time here. I got a little lost. When I saw someone over here, I figured I’d a
“It’s pretty big,, huh? Which private room are you looking for?” Vespera asked,
The Wister Room.
“Head that way, and cross the covered walkway. It’s the third room on the right,” Vespera said, pointing him toward the direction
She happened to have been to that private room before.
“I see. Thank you very much,” Theodore said, offering a courteous nod.
He began to walk oft but couldn’t help himself. Turning back, he asked, “Miss, are you from Halewick?
“Yes,” Vespera replied, though something about the question left her a little annoyed.
Then, he asked, “How old are you?”
Her tone cooled instantly. “Sir, maybe don’t waste any more time. Go find your private room.”
Perhaps realizing he’d crossed a line, Theodore quickly added, “Please don’t misunderstand, I didn’t mean anything by it. I had a daughter. If she’d grown up, she might’ve been as beautiful and sweet as you”
Vespera froue. She decided that the man was crazy,
That was where her politeness ran out.
She didn’t respond, just tumed and walked away.
She didn’t care how important he was he was just like j
Jordan. Another creepy old man pretending to be sentimental, using his daughter as some emotional prop. Disgusting
Deland her, Thirudoir stood awkwardly. He shouldn’t have said those things to a stranger.
Vespria walked briskly toward the coveted walloway. Their private mom was on the other side. Just as she picked up her pace, someone tumed the comer ahead, and
she had to stop.
“Mr. Reid Senior
“Ms. Gildon,” Samuel greeted her in tuin but kind.
She’d seen him a few times at the company. Her impression of Samuel was that he was sharp, witty, and despite the office numors, had always taken a live–and–let- love approach. He’d never given her any trouble
just then, Theodore caught up behind her. “Samurl, you know this young lady?”
“She’s Domitar’s secretary,” Samuel replied Then, be turned to Vespera. “Ms. Gildon, this is Mr. Theute Locke from Cloudspire Choup”
Theodore from Cloudsphe Group?
