Chapter 75

Shaya’s voice rang with sharp accusation.

And though Kaelen had already laid his heart bare to himself—already admitted he had once, briefly, been moved—he couldn’t bring himself to admit it to her face.

“You should leave.”

His voice was cold, final.

He turned to go, but as he passed Harken, he said quietly, “Go to Finance. Have them give Shaya two hundred thousand. Compensation for the slap.”

“Ye