vy Collins sat stiffly in a leather chair at the far end of the long, gleaming table, her hands clenched around the strap of her bag. She hated the way
His charcoal-gray suit fit him like it was molded onto his body, exuding an air of effortless authority. His
nally said, his deep, smooth voice breaking the si
e her, not when she had come prepared for a battle. "I'm just wondering if you're actually going to say
with a slow, deliberate smirk. "Overrated? That's bold coming
gossip if it's the truth, Mr. Hale. I deal in facts, and your family
ou? That you've stumbled on some grand scandal that will bring me down?" He straightened, towering over her as he walked to the fl
r a purpose, and she wasn't going to let him rattle her. "You're awfully confident for someone who's had three
et me guess. You think my father is the devil, and I'm his heir
d coolly, though her pulse quicke
ed over her, his presence both infuriating and magnetic. "Let me make one thing clear," he said, his voice low
s. "And let me make one thing clear," she countered. "I don't scare easily. If
unspoken challenge. For a moment, it felt as if the rest of the room
, his presence as commanding as the man standing before her. His salt-and-pepper
h and calculated as he approached. "The tenaciou
ckled along her skin. "Mr. Hale. It's an honor to m
ut you. Smart, resourceful, a bit of a troublemaker." He gla
rying," Ivy replie
Ms. Collins, since you seem so interested in the Ha
er mind racing
ning as he turned to his father. "W
ter gleam in his eyes. "It's quite simple. A marriage.
ll into stu
bastian said, his vo
Ivy snapped, her voice ri
ure calculation. "Oh, but you will. Both of you.
s narrowed. "Wh
ose every secret you've worked so hard to bury, Sebastian. And as for yo
hanged a look with Sebastian, wh
Ivy said, her voice
ut the two of you are more useful to me tog
ning, the weight of Gregory's ultim
at Sebastian. "You don't get to make this de
tion and something else she couldn't quite place. "
ngered in the background, they