Chapter 271

Westenmar, Capital City.

Garry Ferguson's Private Estate.

Rosita had been here for three days now.

Not once had Garry come home.

She'd asked Larson about it.

All he told her was that Garry had "important business" to attend to-what kind of business, he wouldn't say.

Something wasn't right. Rosita could feel it.

She thought about calling Garry, but when she reached for her phone, she

realized there was no signal.

More precisely, the signal was being blocked.

She turned to Larson with a hard stare. "What's Garry playing at?"

Larson's face didn't so much as twitch. His tone was strictly professional: "I'm sorry, Ms. Lockwood. I'm just following Mr. Ferguson's instructions. He must have his reasons for this. Please be patient."

Rosita's heart sank a little further.

Larson was Garry's right hand-if he'd been stationed here, it could only mean Garry had no plans to come back anytime soon. And he certainly wasn't planning on letting her leave.

just stared ahead, expressionless,

spun on her heel and stormed back to her

swept every bottle of makeup off her vanity and sent them crashing to the

locked her up here, refused to see her, and now he'd cut off

She was completely isolated.

had no idea what was happening back in

twisted

was Garry up to? Had he lost

Silveridge

Hospital -

plane touched down,

and Carl were waiting for him

the wheel while Cedric and Stewart settled in

the silence first. "My sister's not

hand, still pinching the bridge

did the

They just issued another critical condition

together in a hard line, silent for

voice heavy. "None of us dared to tell her about her brother. Right now, she just thinks the twins are in the NICU

"She's going to find out sooner or

a right to

stronger before

Stewart didn't respond.

speaking again. "Honestly, Stewart, I don't think

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