Audrey POV.
"Be a good girl for Mrs. Gable, okay? Mommy will be home before dinner," I whispered, pressing a lingering, soft kiss against Chloe’s forehead.
She pouted, her little blue eyes shining with a deep, upset look as her tiny fingers tightly gripped the edge of my sleeve.
She hated being left in this massive, unfamiliar mansion with the new housekeeper, and my heart bled having to pull away from her. But I didn't have a choice. Xylon’s words from last night were still a brutal, suffocating brand against my soul.
“Tomorrow morning, you report to the headquarters downtown.”
Ten minutes later, I was stepping out of a cab in front of the soaring glass skyscraper of Maddon Oil & Energy.
The lobby was sterile, cold, and dripping with that perfect inky corporate wealth. My palms
