CHAPTER 49

Cedric swiftly led the guards into the alley, their well-honed training allowing them to swiftly subdue the burly men, pinning them against the wall.

Sloane appeared disheveled, her clothes rumpled, her hair in disarray, and her makeup marred by her tear-streaked face.

Despite his lack of fondness for the arrogant woman, Cedric couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy at the sight before him.