“Where will we be going?” Yvonne asked, her voice devoid of feeling.
After completely cutting ties with Drew, she felt like she was adrift without a rudder—unattached and uncaring about where she went or who she was with.
However, she realized that something major must have happened back home, something that had shaken Christopher’s foundation.
What would make Taylor, who had always revered Christopher as a god, panicked enough to flee?
“It doesn’t matter where we go. We just need to leave! I’ve saved enough money over the years to ensure we can live comfortably for the rest of our lives,” Taylor said, removing the USB drive from the computer and tucking it back under his shirt.
Yvonne’s gaze remained fixed on the spot where the cross lay. “Didn’t Mr. Iverson say we should get married here in Sentania?”
“We can talk about that after we leave!” As Christopher’s lackey, Taylor was ruthless and cold-hearted, but his feelings for Yvonne were genuine. The way he looked at her betrayed his true emotions.
“Marriage isn’t the most important thing, as long as we can be together,” Taylor insisted. Yvonne felt a chill run down her back, and she returned none of his affections.
Just then, Taylor’s phone rang. It was Christopher calling. Taylor gathered his composure and quickly answered.
“Mr. Iverson, what are your orders?” Taylor asked. Whatever Christopher said on the other end made Taylor’s face change dramatically, and he began pacing anxiously. “In these troubled times, I’m grateful that you are still thinking of us. We’ll follow your arrangements.”
After ending the call, Taylor collapsed into the leather chair. He hung his head back and squeezed his eyes tight, exhaling defeatedly.
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