“Have them take her away, Blake!” Vinson ordered.
He wasn’t about to forgive anyone who dared to harm Arielle.
“M-Mr. Nightshire, I…” Abraham opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat.
As he had confidently given Vinson permission to deal with the situation just moments ago, he couldn’t bring himself to stop him after the stunt Queenie pulled.
“Feel free to speak your mind, Mr. Mill.”
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