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Emotion flashed in Karen’s eyes, and she unconsciously pressed her lips together.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let him take you away,” Rebecca said, instantly picking up on Karen’s thoughts. Then she told Mark, who was driving, “Step on it. Let’s get there before Stephen does.”

Mark replied quickly, “Got it.”

He pressed down on the gas, and the car shot forward, much faster than before.

Inside the car, a heavy silence hung in the air.

Ever since that call, Karen hadn’t said a single word–she just stared out the window, quiet and withdrawn, all the way to Rebecca’s Manor.

After they got out of the car, Rebecca was going to ask Victor to keep Stephen out if he showed up, but then she realized that everyone was probably a bit nervous around him. So she delegated the task to Mark instead.

“If Stephen suddenly shows up, make sure he doesn’t go upstairs,” Rebecca instructed.

Mark answered quickly, “Got it.”

Rebecca scanned the room and added, “He’s only allowed in the living room. If he wants to see Kar him to wait until I come downstairs.”

Mark nodded. “Sure.”

St tell

Rebecca glanced at Karen and added one last reminder to Mark, “No matter what he asks, don’t say a word. Just wait for me to come down–let me handle everything.”

“Understood,” Mark replied, completely prepared to do exactly as she said.

Rebecca nodded and repeated her instructions to Victor and the others.

Stephen was sharp, just like Jeffrey–he never missed a detail. If anything seemed off, he’d see right through my excuse about the car, and he’d probably catch onto Karen pretending to faint too.

As for herself, Rebecca wasn’t worried–Stephen wouldn’t dare mess with her.

But the person Rebecca was mostly worried about was Karen.

“Come with me,” Rebecca said, leading Karen upstairs.

During the whole walk, Karen never took her eyes off Rebecca. They barely knew each other–their first meeting had been in the hospital, and before that, every bit of information Karen had about Rebecca was straight out of Stephen’s stories.

Now, looking at her up close….

Rebecca was nothing like the helpless canary Stephen always talked about.

‘Men. You just can’t trust a single word they say,‘ Karen thought to herself.

leading her into the guest room. “There are new clothes in

thought Rebecca was really gentle.

a set of skincare products. “No matter

comes…” Karen murmured,

not likely to come barging in here,” Rebecca

Karen agreed.

instructions, she was about to

think of a way to handle Stephen before he gets here,‘ Rebecca

called out to

Rebecca glanced back, her vibe an unexpected blend of playful sweetness

what’s really going on between Stephen and me?” Karen ventured, sensing that her actions—and that call–had probably given everything away. There was no way someone as sharp as Rebecca

shrugged, clearly not the type to snoop.

tight, then finally murmured the words she’d uttered most tonight,

Rebecca signaled for Karen to get some rest and quietly slipped

gentle. But today, Karen was dressed much more formally and carried herself with a

closed the door when Stephen showed

suit, silver–rimmed glasses on his

as ever.

Mark and asked Victor,

replied politely, “Ms. Jensen

upstairs like he owned the place,

his way.

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paused and shot him a questioning

a face he barely

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Mark cut in, “Sir, upstairs is off–limits unless the

who I am?” Stephen asked,

deadpan, his

Stephen blinked.

the others

paused, totally thrown off

a seat on the couch,” Mark said, all business. “If you’ve got something to say, I’ll relay your

a stare, the pressure behind

bat an

his tone dropping a notch. He was starting

robotic- strictly by the book. “If you need

chilled

Mark asked, his voice calm

at him, eyes cold and silent, refusing to answer.

have no further questions, please take a seat over there. I’ll go upstairs and let her know what you

said coolly and turned toward the