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Chapter 192

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.

barely twenty, still a student. What can he give Audrey that

a mistake with this impulsive

didn’t that boy work at The Underground? The club where he

many women has he been with? What if he’s infected Audrey

into a king–sized

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stop her before it’s too

darling, wake up!” Laurel shouted, her

handle as the car accelerated, her

yelled. “What do you think you’re

her hands frantically. “Audrey could be with one man

as she leaned toward me. “Why are

my face blank, refusing to show how her

a 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 done whatever they planned

than I wanted to admit. I considered the truth in her

for agreement because her

Her messy personal life isn’t your

as her ex–husband. You don’t need to solve her problems or worry about

darling, couldn’t you spare some attention for me instead” it fair to make Michael’s

her hand from my arm. “Michael only hires drivers

to open the passenger door.

bit her

now, you’ll be too late! Audrey and Ethan

time,”

face neutral despite my anger. “Haven’t you

dawning/slowly on her face. “Michael is… already at the

shook my head. “Michael is at the police

eyes widen with shock, I allowed myself a cold smile. “Filing a report about prostitution at Paris Night

Audrey’s POV

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I shook my damp hair and looked at my cards with

laying them

the table. “Damn it! Audrey, you must be cheating! That’s your third win

row!”

you letting

just terrible at this. Sports Science doesn’t teach

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