CHAPTER 150 Laughingstock

*Sloane*

"Croft," Dorian muttered through clenched teeth. "You're the last person I expected to come. What are *you* doing here anyway?"

Perfect. I didn't need to stall Dorian to buy Dante more time.

But Megan Croft at Blackwood Mansion? *Who would have thought*?

Megan was wearing a black long sleeved satin evening dress which fitted nicely on her willowy frame. Her long dark hair flowed freely