"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?"

her own gaze cool

she didn't have the energy for another long-haul flight to Ghana right

with Stella and James doing their best to look after her-she still felt a bone-deep exhaustion

go home, take a hot shower, and collapse

tired.

a private jet. You can rest

sickness. I

his lips

a sigh that sounded almost resigned. "I had Cedric

and falling, "can't

there." Stewart's tone softened, just a touch. "Just

frustration, knowing better than anyone how immovable Stewart

his mind on something, nothing short of an earthquake would

Three days.

eyes, took a deep breath,

But remember what

were exhausted, as if every last bit of energy had been wrung

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