Chapter 12

“I have no idea, but dang, she’s a knockout – charisma for days.”

As the woman disappeared into the distance, the buzz of the crowd settled into a hush.

Miranda tugged at Jerome’s arm, her voice playfully whining, “Jay, what were you staring at? You must be beat from that business trip. Look at those bags under your eyes. Let’s Júst head home and get some rest, okay?”

Jerome’s lips curled, “It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

Miranda prodded further, “Why are you suddenly in such a good mood?”

Jerome glanced toward the exit, “Suddenly, the weather seems nice.”

grin spread across Jerome’s handsome, scholarly face. Suddenly, he felt this stagnant life of his might just start to get interesting. He was

the back of the nanny van, Violet asked Quintessa,

rolled down the window, stretching her arm out, feigning a look of ecstasy,

her fingers as if she could grasp it in her hands. Three

she left, she had said she would return one

chimed in, “Don’t you just

was stunning beyond measure, “Exactly

evaded the Young family’s countless assassination attempts. Now back in town, how could she not turn Emberbrook upside down? How else could she honor those she

thinking if there ever was a siren in human form, it had to be her. Violet patted Quintessa’s hand, “No rush.

you make the

of a tiger

was that she had left her old agency to strike out on her

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