Chapter 98

Gideon's voice sliced through the air like a blade. He stood at the entrance to the small hedge maze, and I had never seen such an expression on his face. It wasn't just anger. It was primitive fury, a promise of violence held back by nothing more than a thread of self-control.

"Gideon." Victor quickly recovered his composure, straightening his jacket. "Just a friendly chat with your… wife."

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