He nodded, and I continued, “I’ve known you for a while now, but I know nothing about the business you run.”

He stopped for a moment. “Petroleum. And we’re dabbling in tech now.”

“Petroleum?” I was reminded of Mr. Murphy, whom I met during Emery’s wedding, then I looked at him. “You’re a Murphy?”

He arched his eyebrow silently, then I was reminded of the auction in J City. “Have you held an auction in J City before?” If the answer was yes, then that’d explain his appearance in the cemetery and his ‘coincidental’ help.

I gazed at him sternly, then he said, “You’re going to kill me at this rate.”

I looked down and was shocked to see the cotton swab poking his wound and drawing blood. I pulled my hand back and apologized, “Sorry. I didn’t mean it.”

I rubbed the salve on his wound and bandaged it. Then I realized he wasn’t wearing anything else but his boxers. Awkward, I covered his body with the towel. “It’s getting late. Sleep tight.”

aid kit and left the room

they were just ladies after all, so needed the rest to recuperate. Armond had a lot to deal with, so he had no time for

must have set up call forwarding. I gave up after a few tries, then I tried to

week. Armond was done with his affairs too, and the girls moved into the villa the night before our

usual. Noticing the awkward silence around the table, Laurel said, “We can go back

Scarlett this time. She saved us all. If it weren’t for her asking for Mr. Murphy’s

me. “All thanks to Scarlett. A toast for her. Bottoms

started to chat. Good. At least the ice is

“Are you friends with Armond?” she whispered. “Are you

moment. “Not an

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