Chapter 600:

“That was extraordinary!” Pattie exclaimed, her enthusiasm unmistakable as she sidled closer to Roland. She had a mission tonight. She had to keep Roland in check, prevent Chris from misreading Maia’s intentions, and ensure that Chris’ role as Maia’s husband remained concealed.

Roland’s face darkened as he watched the performance, his irritation palpable.

Pattie leaned in, her breath brushing his ear. “Penny for your thoughts?” she murmured.

With Elvira momentarily distracted, Pattie seized her chance.

“Care to join me for a drink, Mr. Cullen?” she asked, her tone teasing yet insistent.

Roland glanced up, ready to decline, but Pattie’s expression left no room for refusal.

“Been apart for just a few days, and already you’re so distant. Don’t you recall that night at the hotel?” she whispered, her lips grazing his ear.

A chill of dread coursed through Roland. He clapped a hand over her mouth, casting furtive glances at Elvira and Maia.

exhaling

“Nothing happened that night!”

her voice a velvet lure as she traced a finger

too much drink, remained a blur in Roland’s memory, and her words sowed seeds of

glass to his lips. “Drink

to Roland, felt her jaw tighten and her expression darken. How dare

The audacity was infuriating.

Elvira moved to intervene, but Maxwell deftly stepped into her path, blocking

a personal matter. I’ve heard of your reputation as the renowned healer of Drakmire. Your last visit to Wront caused quite a stir. You see, I had an accident before and was left with a hidden injury that no doctor could cure. It’s fortunate

his earlier levity. Elvira’s professional ethics tugged at her, but the timing

sorry. Tonight isn’t ideal. But please, come see me tomorrow,” she replied, her voice tinged with

chiseled abs, pressing a hand to his right side. “It

stunned by his shamelessness, though she

the errant thought,

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