CHAPTER FORTY THREE
As she rolled her suitcase, she knew everything she was doing right now was both crazy and dangerous-not just for people around her but also her herself. Her heels clicked on the tarmacked runaway just and outside the gleaming royal private jet, Liam stood waiting for her like some sort of knight clad in a three-piece black suit, a smile on his face. They both knew this was something insane; something that they hadn’t thought through well enough.
The thought had come in her brain perhaps a little too late but on her way here, she realized that whoever it is that was blackmailing Darren could possibly be someone whose sole intention was to make sure she wasn’t with Liam. Usually, it would be exes but no, she had met that woman and she didn’t come across as capable of c
