"Yes, Mr. Miller, shall I send someone to pick you up?" Connor's voice was calm.
"No, I'll just take a cab!" Justin replied. He was surprised—just moments after Daniel had mentioned dinner at the Velvet Quarters, Connor had invited him over. Could it be the same dinner? That seemed impossible. Connor had Alexander throw them out of the Thanksgiving dinner. There was no way he'd invite them now; they weren't important enough.
After telling his parents he was heading out, Justin took a cab to the Velvet Quarters.
Meanwhile, Emma sat in the passenger seat, looking curiously at Daniel, whose lips were curled into a smug smile. "Honey, why don't we just make him beg here? Why go to the Velvet Quarters?"
"Darling, you don't understand. Kane wants to see him grovel too. And I want to humiliat
