***MILLION DOLLAR DEAL***
Flora's POV
A sharp knock on the door made me freeze mid-step. Tyler’s warning from earlier flared in my mind.
My heart did a sudden, violent flip against my ribs.
Holding the plush fabric of the towel tightly against my chest, I crept toward the door and cracked it open an inch.
The butler stood in the corridor and behind him, a young maid held her hands clasped over her apron, stationed next to a wheeled silver cart. Resting on the bottom tier of the cart was a crisp cardboard box.
“Courtesy of Mr. Sinclair, miss,” the butler said smoothly.
“He instructed us to bring you breakfast and something comfortable to wear.” He gestured slightly to the maid, who carefully wheeled the cart past me into the room.
“Mr. Sinclair also explicitly stated that you may us
