Chapter 122 Little Hope
- Justin’s phone buzzed just as Emily lowered her gaze. He saw the caller ID and sighed through his teeth—his assistant. Again.
- Emily saw the shift in his eyes. “You have to go,” she murmured, her voice only slightly louder than the hum of the café espresso machine.
- “I do,” Justin admitted, reluctantly tapping to answer, “but I’m not leaving you here.”