Chapter 31 Doing Everything To Protect Cecilia

• Cecilia’s car slid smoothly into the parking lot of the apartment building where Charles’s penthouse was located. The elegant woman swung her car door open, slammed it shut, and strode purposefully into the lobby—her face set in deep concentration.
• “Good morning, Miss Moreau,” greeted the butler just as Cecilia was about to press the doorbell, though the door was already open.
• Cecilia frowned, puzzled. “How did you know I was coming?” she asked, confused, noticing she hadn’t even pressed the bell yet.