Anabella's POV:
Edmund left early that morning. I guessed that he did not want Elinor to see him, since we still had not explained things to her.
After breakfast, I left Elinor with the hotel concierge and headed to the summit venue, only to walk straight into Bowden and Analia like some bad dream.
They were camped in a lounge area, chatting up some slick-haired guy in a tailored gray suit. His smug grin reeked of arrogance.
Bowden's face froze when he spotted me, but he recovered quickly. He nodded at the man and said, "Tanner, we will finalize the details at lunch."
Once the guy was out of earshot, Bowden turned to me, his voice turning frosty. "Anabella. What a surprise."
My gaze locked onto Analia. She was clinging to Bowden's arm in a skin-tight white dress, and her perfectly co
