ous marble lobby. The polished floo

a custom leather briefcase. Stamped right on the side was

ed her right in the eyes. Chl

ay. Her mind was violently yanked ba

middle row with three other girls, whisperin

the back of the room swung open.

pocket of his uniform trousers. His cold eyes swept the

. He stopped next to the girl sitting direct

. The oppressive silence ro

led out of her seat, leaving her textbo

ht next to Chloe. He stretched his l

ng with anger. "What is wrong with y

r. He casually flipped open

o her ear. He mentioned the exact date her

The gallery was her mother's lif

uth betraying his annoyance. But he knew that was a Sinclair, and he knew what that meant. He cleared his throat

this school, old money ruled everything. E

, Axel systematically d

er tray. The moment she sat down, the entire table

ity, but no one dared to co

rom her. He reached over with his fork and calmly picked

the gesture made her stomach h

or. She slammed her tray down and ran out of the cafeteria, l

van? Are y

hloe gasped, realizing she was standing frozen in front of t

smile. "I'm fine. J

d looked at her reflection in the mirrored doors.

ot that helpless teenager

e straightened her spine, gripped her