Chapter 162

Tamsin, Freya, and Dante ran back into the house as though running from a fire. They were in full panic mode as they tried to understand what had happened at Dante’s press conference. Tamsin managed to provide a satisfactory enough answer. And Dante managed to maintain his cool and calm demeanor, but inside they were spiraling.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dante swore. “How did we not know about this?”

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