"Aren't you supposed to be busy, Mr. Carter? What are you doing here?"
He caught the sarcasm in my voice. The next second, he grabbed my arm, pulled me to my feet, and tried to drag me out of the bar.
I tore my arm free and stepped back to put some distance between us.
"Whatever you came to say, say it here. What do you think you're doing? Even with all your money and power, you don't have the right to control my life."
He gave me an annoyed look. "Madeline, what exactly are you doing? You're a grown woman. Isn't running away from home a little childish?"
I glanced at the location displayed on my phone. I was no longer in Portwell.
"Running away from home? Portwell was never my home."
"I chased you all the way to the airport. Why didn't you answer my calls or messages? Why did you b
