Chapter 24 The Breaking Point

• "What are you trying to hide Mrs Thorn? Let your husband see," he muttered, his presence filling the room.
• "Nothing! Just... checking for dust. Let's go to dinner!" Evelyn chirped, grabbing his arm and hauling him out of the room. Michael let himself be led by her, a smirk tugging at his lips. She was terrible at lying, but her frantic energy was adorable. He'd find those certificates in five minutes, if he hadn't already known exactly where they were.
• Dinner at the villa was a silent battlefield. Evelyn was glowing; she wasn't the "office Seductress" anymore, she was the Lady of Thorn International, and the feeling was intoxicating. She twirled her spaghetti, completely ignoring the "Box office Queen" sitting across from them.