Knox POV
Her phone starts ringing, and she steps out into the hall to answer it, leaving me glaring after her. I look back at the guy, who still hasn’t moved from where he stands.
“So who are you really?” I ask.
“As she said. Her uncle.” His tone is clipped, and flat. It tells me nothing and everything all at once.
I don't believe him.
He tilts his head slightly, like he’s weighing what to say next. “A word of advice,” he says. “Vesper… Charlotte… whatever name you prefer to use for her, she is cold, calculated, and loyal only to a very select few. If she hates you, that hate will not fade. And pushing her only makes it worse. If you care about Danielle, try not to add fuel to an already burning fire.”
Then he turns and walks out, like he hasn’t just dropped something heavy in the mi
