CHAPTER 102 — THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH The room stayed quiet for a second too long. Reginald St. Claire stood just inside the doorway like he owned the space, his presence filling it without effort. Sienna couldn’t stop staring at him. Not because he looked threatening in an obvious way. But because of the way he looked at her. Like she wasn’t new. Like she wasn’t lost. Like she was simply… late. ⸻ Damien broke the silence first. “You weren’t invited here.” Reginald didn’t even glance at him at first. His eyes stayed on Sienna. Then he finally spoke, calm as ever. “I don’t need an invitation.” ⸻ That alone made something in Damien’s expression harden. Sienna noticed. She was starting to notice everything now—small shifts, tight jaws, the way people held their breath bef

