Chapter 227

The heavy rain had delayed all departures, and Briony's flight was no exception.

She'd booked a first-class ticket, so she waited out the storm in the airport's VIP lounge.

To pass the time, Briony picked up a magazine from a nearby table and began flipping through it absently.

Suddenly, the polished toes of a pair of black dress shoes stopped right in front of her.

Puzzled, Briony looked up-and found herself staring into Stewart's dark, inscrutable eyes.

Her lips pressed together, and her brow furrowed, almost instinctively.

A faint, knowing smile played at the corner of Stewart's mouth. "Heading to Silveridge too?" he asked.

Briony felt a vague but unmistakable sense of foreboding settle in her chest.

"Judging by your face, I got it right," Stewart said, his voice low and even. "I'm on my way to Silveridge as well."

Briony said nothing.

He glanced at the empty seat beside her and, without the slightest hesitation, sat down.

"Are you going for the Antiquarian Society's documentary shoot?" he asked.

"That's none of your business," Briony replied coolly, barely giving him a glance before returning to her magazine.

After what had happened last time at City Hall the way Stewart had played her for a fool-she saw no reason to pretend civility anymore.

This man was selfish and manipulative, always looking out for himself, always finding new ways to use her. If that was the case, why should she bother maintaining appearances?

had underestimated

displayed

some legal issues about protecting cultural artifacts," he continued, as if her

tightened with impatience. She didn't want to hear any of

profile, his mouth curving just slightly.

and taking a steadying breath. Her eyes, icy and bright, locked

raised an eyebrow. "Let's save that for after we get back from

wouldn't be the first time he dodged the issue; she wasn't about to

tone flat.

expected him to act like a normal person. Rolling her eyes, she turned away and focused

rain's really coming down out there. Has your flight

typed back

James's name flashed on her screen. She answered

idea when you'll take

there's lightning, so if

the rain's letting up a

me and I'll come pick you up,"

"Okay."

takeoff-he'll need to know

Delaney." Briony couldn't help but laugh. "You worry

in your belly, I wouldn't even be making

smiled, lips pressed

was the kind of voice made for reading bedtime

about this, Stewart's eyes

...

she hung up and turned around, she found Stewart's dark gaze fixed on

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