Why, Graeme wondered, was it that whenever he saw Ms. Sands, she was somehow embroiled in a scuffle with his ex-fiancée?
Within the span of a few days, he had witnessed them fighting at least four times now. Really, what the hell was going on? At this point, it was getting more than a little bit ridiculous.
They all remained frozen at his appearance, just like they had this morning at the company. The silence in the hallway was a total contrast to the earlier screaming match he had witnessed just a few seconds ago. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
It was the little boy, Macy – Ms. Sands’ son that broke the silence. He broke free of the bodyguards grip, running to his mother who scooped him into her arms instantly.
The moment he was settled in her arms, the boy buried his
