Chapter 125

  Angela's POV

  Tears threatened to spill, but I forced myself to hold them back.

  Just then, the bedroom door flew open.

  One of the tall men rushed inside, breathing hard, his face tense.

  Ian shot him an irritated look.

  "What?"

  His voice was sharp.

  "Did you get the food?"

  "No, sir."

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