"Chloe?" Lyra whispered, her voice a cocktail of confusion and worry as she glanced between her friend and the man standing outside.
Chloe remained frozen, staring down at the sleeping Liam Jr. in her lap. Her expression was a mask of cold indifference, but beneath the surface, her pulse was racing.
Liam Martin stood by the car door, his eyes fixed on Chloe’s profile. Every second of her silence felt like a needle pressing into his heart. He held up her smartphone, his voice straining for a composure he clearly didn't possess. "Chloe, I brought your phone back. Just... step out for a moment."
Chloe didn't even blink. At that moment, the gates of the Nicholas estate swung open. "Drive in," she commanded the chauffeur, her voice devoid of emotion. "Ignore him."
"Chloe!" Liam shouted her
