Ryan's POV
"Mr. Blackwood, they're waiting for you inside," Simon whispered, gesturing toward the boardroom.
I nodded, straightening my tie. "Let's get this over with."
Two hours later, I finally escaped the boardroom, immediately checking my phone. Six missed calls from the butler. My stomach dropped.
"Simon, reschedule everything. Something's happened."
I called the butler back immediately, my fingers tightening around the phone as he explained the situation.
"Sir, Mrs. Blackwood—I mean, Ms. Quinn came to the estate today. There was... an unfortunate encounter with Ms. Hart."
"What happened?" My voice came out sharper than intended.
"Ms. Hart was wearing some of the clothes Ms. Quinn left behind. There were... words exchanged."
I closed my eyes briefly. Of co
