Chapter 471
- "You lied to me."
- "Joaquin Latham, who are you putting on that wounded face for? You’re the kind of man who can lie right to a priest. Why can’t I say whatever I want? Don’t flatter yourself." Zayla Steele clenched the umbrella handle hard. "Move!"
- Joaquin didn’t move. He stood there, wounded look and all, staring at Zay.