I had to admit power was quite the commodity. With just a few words from

Bryant, I realized I was well and truly trapped. If he wanted, he could have his

bodyguards form a literal wall around me, making it impossible for me to

leave.

Lips pursed, I decided to turn around, bypassing him with a cold demeanor,

and headed straight back to my room. And immediately, I locked the door

behind me.

So, he wanted to confine me there? Fine, let him. After all, I was just a loaf at

this point.

The Ferguson Mansion lacked nothing. It provided good food, fine wine, and

staff at beck and call. At most, I’d just wait out the cooling-off period for the

divorce, and I’d be free.

room remained untouched. The

his stuff, so their

mopping.

skincare stuff, books

was just where

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bed, Bryant’s

in this room and hadn’t erased any

existence there.

long after I had finished showering, there was a knock on

didn’t move an inch, not wanting to

came

up and heading for

Gary’s unexpected betrayal, my tone

mind and started awkwardly, “The housekeepers

clothes soaked in blood. I just checked on him, and his

He refuses to see a

him.”

I said firmly.

with them.”

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