9:00 p.m.

The car turned into Southcreek Manor.

Briony and Stella stepped out, heading straight for the front door. Stella pressed the doorbell.

Carl answered. "Ms. Kensington, Dr. Joyner-please come in."

Once inside, Carl turned to Briony. "Ms. Kensington, Mr. Wentworth is waiting for you in his study upstairs."

It was clear Stewart wanted to speak to Briony alone.

"I'll go with you?" Stella offered, a flicker of concern in her eyes.

Briony gave her a reassuring smile. "Just wait for me here." With that, she turned and made her way upstairs.

Stella watched her friend's retreating figure until Briony disappeared from sight, then finally looked back at Carl.

"Is your boss, Attorney Wentworth, out of his mind or something?"

Carl blinked. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, definitely! You have my sympathy." Stella sighed and flopped onto the sofa. "Working for a lunatic must be exhausting, huh?"

Carl was left speechless.

...

paused outside the study

Stewart's low voice

pressed her lips together, took a steadying breath, turned the handle, and pushed the

floor-to-ceiling window beside his desk,

the sound, his gaze icy as it

raised a dark eyebrow. "Afraid

enough, Stewart seemed to be in a decent

latest concession-her willingness to bend yet again—that gave this man his familiar

voice was cold. "There's no one else here. Just

stared at her, his dark

each other's gaze for a long

give in,

"Is that really how

eyes were icy, and she

behind the desk and picked up

at the folder in

get it and

reason, Stewart clearly wanted her to

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