Chapter 297 Twisting The Truth
- Bard’s complexion had darkened—probably from too much time abroad. Marah scoffed inwardly. Who was he to judge her, when he’d been off gallivanting overseas?
- She tilted her head, propping her chin on one hand. "What if he is? What if he isn’t?"
- A shadow flickered in Bard’s eyes before his usual rakish grin returned. "Doesn’t matter. You’re already mine. Does your boyfriend know?"