After the heated exchange, Kelseay bolted from the mansion, her heart pounding as she raced toward Emerald Tower. Her mind was a whirlwind of worry and hope, each step echoing her frantic emotions. She needed to see Leandro. She needed answers, explanations, and maybe, just maybe, a chance to salvage the evening. The city lights blurred past as she drove, a storm of anxiety and desperation building inside her chest.
Meanwhile, Drake and Lucy shared a car, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. Lucy couldn’t contain herself; her protective instincts flared, and she launched into a scolding tirade.
“You know, you were ruthless back there! Didn’t you even think about how my cousin would feel? Way too harsh! If I didn’t love you, you’d be in big trouble,” she snapped, eye
