"Wait a second!"

James stepped in front of Briony, his expression stern. "We just got off a plane, and now you want Bryn to hop on another long-haul flight? Even a pack mule would call it quits by now!"

"Exactly!" Stella pulled Briony over to her side and glared at Stewart, her voice brimming with outrage. "If you want to go chasing after love like a lunatic, that's your business. Bryn isn't about to join you on your wild goose chase!"

Stewart fixed his gaze on James, his eyes cold and unreadable.

He was a little taller than James, and dressed head-to-toe in his usual black, he radiated an intimidating presence that was hard to ignore.

"This is between me and Briony. You have no right to interfere."

James didn't back down in the slightest. His brows were knitted in defiance, and

the handsome lines of his face were set with the stubborn pride of youth.

"Whatever concerns Bryn concerns me that's all there is to it!"

His voice rang out, clear and unyielding.

At that, Stewart's brows arched slightly.

He turned his gaze to Briony, his lips curving into a faint, sardonic smile. "And what about you, Bryn? Do you agree with him?"

his eyes, her own gaze cool

energy for another long-haul

sightseeing in Cloudcrest City-even with Stella and James doing their best to look after

to go home, take a hot shower, and

"I'm tired. I need a few

arranged a private jet. You can rest on

sickness. I can't handle

pressed his lips together, studying her

he let out a sigh that sounded almost resigned. "I had Cedric

Briony said, her chest rising and falling, "can't you

tone softened, just a

bit back her frustration, knowing better than anyone how

nothing short of an

Three days.

closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then

remember what you just

eyes were exhausted, as if every last

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