-Aria was sweating over her brow even as she stood at a corner.

At White Court Hotel, she had set things up so that Frank believed he had a drunken fumble with her.

She knew there were cameras in the hallways and the elevators, but there were voyeurs too…?!

Did that mean that what she did that night was recorded, and Eron’s daughter wanted to tell Frank about that?

Forget Frank’s fury once he was found out and take back everything he gave her—the life in glamor and riches she envisioned would go up in smoke!

Even as the thought struck her, Aria forced a smile as he turned toward Frank.

“I’m a little tired. I’ll go to my room now.”

“Yeah, sure,” Frank replied, already suspicious after seeing her unusual reaction.

Birthright rank elite and had overwhelming self-restraint, not to mention that he checked himself right

out drunk, how would he even get it on

his suspicions in the first place but

devious enough to arrange

was when Frank remembered running into Jean Zims at Grande Square, and what she said echoed in his mind: “Just watch your back—that

that Aria had set

not been thinking straight—he would not

he could not do anything

the evidence of what went down

a trip

told Eron, “It’s late now, but I shall be coming

“Great!” Eron exclaimed contentedly.

chatted a little before Frank

about one thing—Eron was obviously conspiring with

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