On the second afternoon after Adrian's departure, the thunderous roar of a helicopter grew louder as it approached, finally touching down smoothly on the island's grassy lawn.
The cabin door swung open, and Julian hopped down effortlessly, sunglasses pushed up to his forehead, lips curled in his trademark roguish grin.
"Elena, I'm here to bring you home."
Elena stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Julian approach without a flicker of surprise.
She'd maintained secret communication with Julian all along. Every move Adrian made had been anticipated in their calculations.
"Right on time," Elena said coolly. "He's only been gone a day. Blackwood Corporation must be in chaos by now."
Julian stepped closer, scanning her briefly before relaxing.
His grin turned triumphant. "Chaos
