The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 526

"No thanks. We're not exactly close."

Leonie had called him "Uncle" out of sheer politeness, nothing more-her upbringing demanded it. If he didn't like it, she could just as easily not say it at all.

As for staying at his place? Not a chance. It was his house, after all, and with the way he looked at her with open hostility, no less-Gwyneth wasn't about to risk

it.

"It's not about being close or not."

Gwyneth really had no desire to spend another minute in his company.

"Mr. Everhart, you've been coming at me since the moment we met. If you've got something to say, just say it. I don't like playing guessing games."

Hawthorne was this close to telling her straight out: stop playing coy with him, he knew exactly who she was. But when the words reached his lips, he held them back.

It had been years since anyone—a slip of a girl, no less—had managed to get under his skin like this. He almost let something slip.

"You have two choices: go back and stay with the Everhart family, or take my place."

Any hope Gwyneth had of escaping vanished in that instant. This man was determined to box her in.

Seriously, what was he so afraid of? He was a high-powered CEO, managing thousands of employees-what could she possibly do to him?

Was it just because she shared his last name, and came from Starfall City? Did he suspect there was a connection with her father?

he did. After all, back in the day her dad and mom had been quite the force-Leonie had told her that her dad had almost taken the Everharts down for good. It made sense Hawthorne would be

nothing he could do now. Was Hawthorne

shot him a few sideways glances as the car pulled up to the hotel, and forgot

the place and immediately knew it was Langford property. Subtle as a

"We're here."

acting, it was

place,"

what Leonie had told

Mrs. Everhart were warm, kind people. If they found out she was

been close to people anyway, and she hated feeling

about the feud between the families, but now that she did, how could she shamelessly

up her room key and made her way toward her

doing?" she snapped, her

he think she was going to jump out

need a hand," he replied

Was he here to

the Langford hotel

she possibly

one suitcase. I've

was just traveling, not planning on

year, she'd probably move on to another city. Somewhere Hawthorne couldn't find her. She'd

shut, trapping her in the close space with Hawthorne. She felt

if he insisted on tagging along, there wasn't much she could