“I was injured minimally, Paxton, not severely. Besides that, I’m young and strong… And I…”
“Young and strong, huh?! You are exhausted, and you are still grieving. To be honest, a corpse has more color and life than you do.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Ridgway. Your heir is perfectly safe and sound,” Rhiannon replied sarcastically.
“Enough, Rhiannon! This absurd discussion ends now! Step away from that f*****g stove!” he ordered.
“The hell I will…”
“He’s right, sweetie. You look terrible, and you really need to go home and rest,” Freddie said behind her.
“Freddie, the dining room is filled with clients expecting the best dishes in town. We need to…”
“Rina, sweetie, we’ve got your back. I swear! We won’t let you down.”
With Freddie’s betrayal, the last spark of resistance in her eyes dulled.
