If Vinson knew that something would happen, he would not have proceeded with the meeting. He would rather Nightshire Entertainment go bankrupt than for him to turn up late to her rescue.
Hostility filled his face. I’m going to make both Donovan and Queenie pay for this!
Although Vinson’s expression was scary, the hand that held Arielle’s hand was surprisingly gentle. His thumb was rubbing over her wrist, trying to get rid of the marks on it.
When Rayson saw that, he quickly led the other bodyguards out of the room.
After massaging it for a moment, Vinson looked up and asked, “Where did Donovan touch you?”
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