Chapter 8

• “You shouldn’t have agreed,” Vincent said, pinching his face into a hard grimace.
• After Noémi left the study, he was quick to enter, demanding to know everything the two had talked about. Of course, as always, Ajax warned him to mind his own damn business. But the young master of the Halest family couldn’t be swayed once he set his mind on something—something the two brothers had in common, for sure.
• “I didn’t,” Ajax responded, brief irritation creeping into his voice as he sat in the same chair as before, his handsome face as stern as ever. He wore a black button-down shirt that perfectly complemented his enigmatic aura and dark eyes.