Chapter 86

• The moment I held the mediation agreement in my hands, a sharp breath caught in my throat. My fingers tightened around it, and I could feel Lucas’s eyes on me, burning with barely-contained fury.
• His grip on his own copy was just as tight, his veins throbbing visibly at his temples. The look on his face, dark as a storm cloud, sent a cold shiver down my spine.
• “Who gave you the right to issue this mediation agreement without my permission?” His voice was low, dangerously calm, but the anger beneath it simmered—ready to explode at any moment.