Chapter 45 Chapter 45

Davis POV

Matt's lips rose in a sneer. “I'll die first.” He muttered, then steered Elara towards the curved kerb to wait for the valet to bring his car around.

“Then, what do you suppose I do with her?” I asked, nodding towards Mrs Anne.

Color rose in Matt's cheeks, as he looked over at Elara, wh...

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