His Plaything Became the Heiress He Can't Touch

e greeted by an overly excited Vivian, wh

e wouldn't have bothered trying to contact the press at all! You were being t

s behind it, then the rest of the

on of helping Cheryl out, she might as well let everyone assume he

heavy clouds hanging low like

e family's old estate, looking vi

laid-back and cocky-it was r

ally, the flicker of flame bouncing in the fog-li

ndow on the driver's side slid down, revealing Jonathan's

y to see you. Turns

his lips, Edward glanced at him with

e resting on the door. "Can't I drop by for the

t in with

re tying the knot

half-lidded eyes looking half-bore

eyebrow as the car rumbled to life. "Still.

n't answer

ve been with her for ye

one who dared to say it out loud

ing sharp shadows across his face. In the flickering streetlight

ealizing he'd stepped in it.

's coming back from Y Country. She's looking better than ever-killer looks,

w, casual, with a hal

man. Real cold. You remember the night she left? You drank you

in a private room at the Royal Club, drinks flowing freely. With alcohol blurring his senses, Jonathan Lowe suddenly brought up Carol again,

n Edward's wrist caught the dim light and gleame

table with a dull thud, so heavy and sudden that

pissed a

dy grabbed his blazer with one hand and lef

y through the thin curtains. Traffic streamed endlessly over t

back from Royal Club, C

jacket without a care, climbed in quietly, and wrapped his ar

asked groggily, "

shot back, his tone immediately on ed

to turn around, but he held her stil

her full force, making her f

ccusingly, he nipped at her ear gently, tugging with his tee

hed, "You

ghter, his arms locked

en, she and Christopher did get along-at least unti

howled. Inside, th

tience after dealing with Edward's drama. She spoke without thinking, almost wa

a blade, "Right, I'm the reckless one. But you think Christopher's some kind

ying off the handle, but he

pher, then what about her and Edwar

e this thing between her and Ed

d a rou

next to her was already empty,

ticky note with just two

ness

idn't have any planned trips. Probably j

tossed it in the trash

came rushing over, lowering her voice as she leaned in, "Ca

oth a shareholder

up. Edward had just left...

ay why he

rugged. "

the shoulder. "Can you m

d Carol walked into the CEO's

in hand. His blazer was draped

thought Christopher wa

ing her expression neutral.

wn. There was a soft smile on his refin

ourse

sat down across the table, getting st

a trip. Thought I'd dro

in the Dawson family played it simple-especially not Chris

smiled. "You've still got it-you

he knew he didn't show up j

e you along when he tra

asking, Carol kept her tone ligh

in the eye, like he was

ally tossing out, "So, how's t

d Carol's eyes. So that's

g's on tra

the table. "There's a good chan

ers clenched slightly. She instantly re

re abou

he admitted, "Pretty likely. Word is it's f

were true, unless Edward stepped in to

heads-up. But instead of leaving, he waited for he

m off, so the two of them

is mind, like he wanted to say somethi

ut, the chill of the earl

jacket and draped it over her shoulders... and maybe

hankfully, Christopher caught her in time-b

ay, a camera silently cau