Alicia emerged from the steaming shower, her muscles finally unwinding. She called for Rita, but instead of the housekeeper, a younger maid appeared at her door.
"Where's Rita?"
The maid shook her head. "Mr. Radiance said she needed family time. Had her escorted home last night."
That man again! Her nails dug into her palms. After dismissing the maid, she grabbed surveillance-friendly clothes and slipped out silently.
Bodyguards shadowed her, but Alicia didn't care. As long as she avoided Stella and didn't get caught stepping out on him, Carlos couldn't touch her. This time, she'd catch him playing the field red-handed.
Her fingers tightened around the compact camera in her bag, a foxlike smile playing on her lips.
At Radiance Group headquarters, Carlos was reviewing quarterly report
