Chapter 192

Laurel’s POV

Blake’s words sent a thrill through me. Finally, something had gone my way tonight. I quickly took out my phone, angling it away from him, and texted the housekeepers at Twilight Mansion.

Prepare the guest bedroom next to mine. Fresh towels, new sheets, and those pills I brought. Make it perfect.

I couldn’t help the small smile that formed on my lips. Tonight might be the night Blake finally stayed over. That old man wouldn’t be able to object to our engagement after that not without looking like a hypocrite.

But when I looked up, Blake wasn’t turning around toward Twilight Mansion. He was still driving straight ahead, toward Manhattan.

“Blake darling,” I said, confused, “didn’t you say you were taking me back?”

“Michael will send you back,” he replied without looking at me.

Before I could respond, Blake pressed down on the accelerator. The car surged forward, leaving me speechless.

He’s not taking me back himself?

His phone rang, cutting through the silence. Blake pressed the speaker button without hesitation.

“Sir,” Michael’s voice filled the car, “the car I arranged is heading to Twilight Mansion now. You should see it soon.”

“Good.”

“About Paris Night,” Michael continued, “it’s a small hotel like you thought. Ethan Davies ch

bedroom. I’ve sent the address to your phone.”

“Got it,” Blake replied, checking his phone before setting the navigation.

I watched him, his profile hard in the dim light, and finally found my voice.

“You’re going to find Audrey?”

Blake’s POV

“Yes, I am,” I answered without hesitation.

The look of shock on Laurel’s face barely registered as my mind raced with thoughts of Audrey.

student. What can he give Audrey

making a mistake with

work at The Underground? The club

with? What if he’s infected

into a king–sized

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need to stop her

Laurel shouted, her composure crumbling

door handle as the car accelerated, her knuckles

“What do

frantically. “Audrey could be with one man tonight or ten men – it’s none of

leaned toward me. “Why are you so desperate to find

my face blank, refusing to show how her words

cruel smile, “you heard when you called – she’s already in the shower. Paris Night is thirty kilometers from here: By the time you arrive, they’ll have already

admit. I considered the truth in her statement, though I’d never let her know

my silence for agreement because her expression softened,

Audrey. Her messy personal life isn’t your

overwhelming. “You’re divorced. You’ve done your duty as her ex–husband. You don’t need to solve her problems or worry about her

for me instead” it fair to make Michael’s driver

and removed her hand from my

reached across her to open the passenger

vanished. She bit her lip, dropping her

if you rush there now, you’ll be too late! Audrey

in time,” I cut

turned to her, keeping my face neutral despite my anger. “Haven’t you wondered why Michael

her face. “Michael is… already at the

“Michael is at the police

shock, I allowed myself a cold smile. “Filing a

Audrey’s POV

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I shook my damp hair and looked at

laying them

cards onto the table. “Damn it! Audrey, you

row!”

letting her win?

just terrible at

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