The secret of the billionaire's heart
eone had been watching her closely, observing everything she did. She shuddered at the thought. She couldn't g
ut of her reverie
h longer I can shield you from this type of at
sible was becoming more and more dangerous, and Emily's profession was no longer the only thing at stake. Even though the walls were closing in, Emily
re to herself than to Mar
ed your a
s eyebrow
From
o Blackwood. I mus
squinted
cially if you've been interfering in his affairs
mouth
thing to obtain the evidence I need to
ded her arms
ght. Don't come running back to me when this
her office, leaving Emily with the pi
line, "Interview Request for Damien Blackwood." She clicked it op
10 a.m., be in the foyer of the Blackwood Tower. No cameras. No
ry that was eating at her, she scribbled a short response verify
lished black dress and blazer. She had to project composure; she couldn'
he city, Blackwood Tower's lobby was a testament to riches and power. A separate room on the upper floor wa
ppeared to stare right through her, and sculpted features. His presence filled t
h voice that was infused with a quiet stren
her breath, Emil
reeing to meet with
'm not here to chit-chat. You've got
ared he
or, then. However, there are tales about your history, especially regarding a
ed. His gaze remained fixed on hers for a long mi
any scandal. I don't like getting pulled into unf
rsisted,
documents
ed her with
g into matters that don't affect you
er instincts telling her to back off, Emily was unable t
hide. My goal is not to harm your
er her. Now his eyes wer
s. "Are you looking for answers? When you're ready to he
conversation's weight bearing down on her, Emily took a seat again. Harder than she should have, she had pushed him. But she s
ed along with the fifteen minutes. But she had to do one last thing befor
rm voice,
, I have one m
esitated at the entrance. He d
desperate to hid
would respond. Rather, he uttered
ng into is complet
or behind him clicked shut. The connection was silent, but
digging. We'v