The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.
She knew Simon's temper all too well.
The way he phrased it meant one thing—he was definitely meeting her today.
Amelia didn't want to stir up more trouble.
"I'll head back right away."
The chief secretary chuckled, "Please don't keep him waiting."
By the time Amelia got home, Simon had just stepped out of the shower.
That oversized bathrobe didn't do much to hide his perfect build.
He sat down on the couch, lit a cigarette, and looked at her through the rising smoke.
After a moment, a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"I never knew my Amelia could be this fierce," he said lazily.
Amelia stood still, silent.
She knew exactly what he was talking about—that scene at the st
