Chapter 155 Billionaire's Lies

• The ringing of the telephone cut into the heavy, tense silence of the evening. Sabrina sat in the living room with a cup of tea and looked around at Benedict, who paced up and down across the window, deepening his face for one word with each statement made by the person on the phone.
• Thanks, he muttered into the receiver before hanging it back up on the phone.
• Sabrina set her cup of tea aside. "What is it?" she asked, though she could already feel the response constricting in her chest.