CHAPTER THIRTY
“What’s going on?” Carina asked, coming into the living room from the kitchen as Ivy got back inside.
“Trystan f*****g Stark is what’s going on!” Ivy said, determined she wasn’t going to take this lying down.
Going to Vegas with Trystan was the most stupid thing Rosie could possibly have done. What had Trystan promised Rosie to get her to take the trip? Whatever Trystan offered had to be better than the financial incentive Mauri had spoken about using to get Rosie there. By leaving the beach house, Rosie could be forfeiting.
“What has he done?”
“He’s taking Rosie to Vegas,” Ivy said.
Marching to the stairs, she went up into the bedroom and into the closet. Tossing her and Dax’s things into their suitcase, she also retrieved the wad of money hidden under the ottoman dur
