Chapter 125 The Aftermath

• Kate had been the only one in her original social circle to pass Mason's litmus test: the right pedigree. Preston Thorne the Third. And had not he always been a good friend to her? Maybe that was why she had been so shocked and angry by his request on Saturday.
• Sighing, she brushed her hair back from her face as she walked. As she did so, her thumb skimmed over her right temple, which still hurt a little. She got to the conference room and paused when she saw Gray in it. Everett had not said anything about Gray coming to the meeting.
• He made her breath catch in her throat, sitting there like a god who owned the world, but his unreadable expression almost made her falter.