Cold husband burning regret

Chapter 360

Chapter 360

Judd dressed without hurry, emerging from the room as if the earlier incident hadn’t fazed him at all. “You needed to see me?”

“There’s a welcome party for the Rayburn family tomorrow night. Are you planning to come?”

He paused, a hint of a smile flickering at the corners of his mouth. “Do you want me to?”

She shrugged. “That’s up to you, isn’t it? You happen to be in The Capital and it’d be rude not to invite you.”

His smile faded just a little, eyes intent. “There’ll be a lot of people there, I suppose. Aren’t you worried the Howards will gossip if I show up?”

Charlotte laughed. “Honestly, Genevieve’s probably the only Howard

who’ll bother to come. The others wouldn’t dare. And Genevieve’s been

talking about me behind my back for years. If I don’t care, why should you?”

“Alright.” He looked down at her, his voice low. “I’ll be there.”

Night fell quickly.

Loretta slipped out the front door, glancing around as if she didn’t want to be seen. Not long after, she returned, clutching a small box wrapped in a mesh bag.

crept through the garden, scanning the shadows, making sure no

garden, Julian stepped out, silently

to Wesley’s

lazily through a book, but at the mention of a

replied, “It was wrapped in mesh, pretty

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something alive inside.”

play for tomorrow,” Wesley said, snapping the book shut. “Go check the security feeds outside. See where she came from. If there were any unfamiliar cars, try

Julian nodded and

garden. During the day, Sean had spared

a top city hotel laid out a lavish buffet–wine flowed, the tables groaned

for the daughter he’d lost and just

The garden was soon filled with an array of socialites and old friends–mostly wealthy businessmen Sean had known

billowing like a blossom. She wore lace gloves and clutched a pearl–studded

crowd turned admiringly toward her, but Genevieve barely registered the compliments. Her

suddenly, everyone’s attention had been drawn away–by

beauty. The gown accentuated every curve: slim

is that?” someone whispered.