Lost in her own thoughts, Claire can only hear Jordan's voice in a blur. What's Gustav doing in her apartment? How did he even know? Who snitched on her? Was it Gabrielle?
She brushed her shaking hands in her face, feeling the sweat in her forehead
"Claire?"
She was startled as the bathroom door eventually opened and Jordan came to view. His brows furrowed as he scan her who's still shaken by the billionaire's presence.
Jordan looked passed her as the billionaire once again called accompanied by a couple knocks. A dawn of understanding came to his mind.
And to hers.
She pointed at him accusingly. "It's you."
He sighed as he went to the door's direction. "You think I'd let your baby, my nephew or niece, experience what I've been through?"
Claire stomped her feet in frustration. "
