Chapter 225

Sloane was utterly miserable. Having barely escaped the intimate atmosphere in the study, why would she create more tension for herself? The book had become a hot potato in her hands.

Without even glancing at him, she tossed it back. "Read it yourself. I'm going to watch the flower." With that, she quickly stood and walked toward the bar area.

Roman didn't try to stop her. He remained on the sofa