Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

540 A Lock and a Warning

(Mia)

The key doesn't turn.

I frown, twisting it harder, but the lock won't budge. I jiggle it, my pulse kicking up.

What the hell?

I step back, staring at the door of Cass's old apartment like it's personally betrayed me. She left here months ago, so there's no reason she should've changed the locks.

I know she's back in Brussels now and as far as I can see she never came near the place while she was back.

Unless she somehow knows I've been using it. Maybe Gus found out and tipped her off.

A chill creeps down my spine, but I shove it down. It's coincidence.

This is probably just a landlord thing. A random maintenance update.

But still. I know how this looks. I know how it will look to grandfather and I'm meeting him here before he leaves this city.

Behind me, footsteps echo through the dimly lit hallway. Slow. Measured. Unhurried.

I don't have to turn around to know who it is.

"Problem, mija?"

Don Alejandro's voice slides over me like oil-smooth, but suffocating.

I inhale slowly, plastering on a calm expression before facing him. He looks the same as always-immaculate suit, sharp eyes, the kind of presence that fills a room without trying. "Locks have been changed," I say, slipping the key back into my purse. "I guess it was inevitable."

His gaze flicks to the door, then back to me, unreadable. "Interesting."

I hate his silence. It's far

find another place for us to

hands clasped behind his back. "No need. I'm leaving this city. I need to lay low for a while.

myself from exhaling

Cass had the

his gaze. "Possible but why would she do

"Exactly."

"Coincidences happen."

moment, then exhales as if disappointed. "You should have learned by now-coincidences are a fool's comfort.

the door like it holds the answer. "That your little friend might know more than she's letting

"How?"

you coming in here. Maybe someone else told her. I don't know but I

world. He never sounds like the most wanted man in the world fleeing

to not be, means death for you

off the streets who have a better life now. Kids who've grown, built families and are part

lips curve, but it doesn't reach his eyes. "You always were clever, Mia. And yet, you don't seem to want to consider the possibility that your little hideaway isn't so

glancing at the door again. "It could

she's not as naive as you are acting right now. Perhaps she knows exactly what you've been

bristle, shoving my keys back into my purse. "Cass hates me. The feeling

deliberate. "If Cass does know anything... I'll find out

have let that happen, but I did. We can't be friends anymore, but I don't want her dead either. None of this is

think that's

girl who has no loyalty to you. Tell me, Mia,

to. I know she would and that's

arm. It's meant to be

and

stronger. Family is everything. You know I will look

swallowing past the lump in

hesitation. "I have someone near her in Brussels," he says lightly.

too big for