Chapter 211 Surrendering the Johnston Empire

"The problem with playing the martyr," Tristan said, his fingers brushing the nape of my neck, "is that the crowd always expects you to bleed."

"I am not playing the martyr," I said. I met his gray eyes in the vanity mirror. "I am playing the bait."

He fastened the clasp of the silver necklace. Th...

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