Chapter 527

• Amelie drank a little, and her mind was in chaos. She was not afraid of this man right now, but she was afraid of her, afraid that her reason would cross the line, afraid that she would do something irreparable.
• "Mr. Leveson, can you let me go back to my room?" Amelie's voice revealed a hint of pleading.
• Chaim squinted his eyes. Even as the President, he could not force his into a corner, much less commit a crime. He released his hold on her.