Chapter 85

Marco’s eyes finally settled on her, and when they did, it felt like all the air had left the room. His cold, steel-blue gaze pinned her in place, cutting through every layer of her composure. “I’m guessing Evelyn doesn’t know about that last part, does she?” he said, his voice low and calm, which somehow made it worse.

Jenna swallowed hard, barely able to get her response out. “No,” she said, her