Chapter 257

Leo’s SUV rolled through the iron gates of his estate. Isabella sat beside him, her hands folded in her lap, her eyes tracing the manicured lawns and tall windows with quiet wonder. Leo glanced at her, his chest tight with relief—she was here, safe with him.

As the car stopped, the front door of the house swung open, and Evie stepped out, her face lighting up, her dark hair catching the sunlight.