ian rug. Carissa shot up from the imposs

r knife. Her fingers brushed the cold silk sheets, and

tstand. It was an unsaved number, but sh

e record button on her screen,

uys in the hospital last night?!"

laugh. "Those were Gates family

. "Since you're back with the billionaire, you owe us two million. We sold t

a's throat. "I'm re

d. "I'll go to the press! I'll te

cording to the police. Extortion and human trafficking. I will use the Gates legal

the number. Her hands

d freezing water on her face. She stared at her

phone rang again.

" the man screamed. "You owe me five gr

uld have panicked. To

voice tight, mimicking the cold authority she had been subjected to since arr

pped. "G-Gates? Oh. Uh, my apologies, M

d. Power was a

ee Isadore. At the end of the hall, Alistair

isit the young master for one hour at 3

d right into the butler's personal s

ght off guard. "Mr. G

lfill a medical contract. If my mood is ruined and it affects my ab

ed his mouth, but he had no counter-argument.

ating the authority of a woman who knew e

the nursery door, and saw Isadore si

dull eyes lit up. "