As Briony made her way downstairs, James had just stepped out of his car. Seeing her safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief.

"What took you so long up there? I tried calling you a bunch of times and you didn't pick up. I was starting to think something happened."

"You called me?" Briony immediately fished her phone out of her purse. Sure enough, there were three missed calls.

She slipped the phone back into her bag and looked at James. "Sorry, I had it buried in my purse and didn't notice."

James opened the passenger door for her. "As long as you're alright. You know you're practically a national treasure right now-Father Benedict and Mrs. Winslow remind me every day to keep an eye on you."

Briony's lips curved in a faint smile as she ducked into the car.

James closed the door and turned to head for his own seat, but just then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a tall figure in black stepping out of the building.

He paused and glanced over.

Stewart had seen him, too.

But the two men merely exchanged a fleeting look before turning away.

At that moment, a sleek black Mercedes pulled up behind James's Range Rover.

got out and opened the back door. Stewart climbed

slid into his seat, buckled up, and

Mercedes glided past his window, disappearing

asked, "Stewart didn't give you a hard

temples. "He refuses to

gone public with Rosita, and Irwin's five now. What's he

shook her head. "I honestly have no idea

along his first love

know."

James pressed. "If he won't agree, you could always file for divorce yourself. Irwin is proof enough of his affair-you'd have

infidelity, the court would have no reason not to take her

holding you back?" James

court, I'm worried I won't

"When

be a big

car forward. “Here we go again. Do you think of

he'd suddenly brought that up, but after thinking for a

James shot her a playful look. "So that makes me family too,

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