Troy River stared at her, his face dark as iron, the hand clamped on the table shaking with rage.
Cherry Lewis finished talking, drew her gaze back from Camden River, glanced at Windsor Myres who was biting her lower lip tight, and said coldly, "Go home with me. Don't waste time here."
"No!" Windsor Myres exploded on the spot. "I'm staying with him."
"Shameless." Cherry Lewis seemed to have run out of patience. She turned her head toward the door and ordered, "Come in and take Miss back."
"Yes, ma'am." Two tall, muscular bodyguards answered from outside and came in. Without another word, they grabbed Windsor Myres by the shoulders, one on each side, and expressionlessly started to escort her out, not a trace of human warmth in them.
Windsor Myres's face changed drastically and she kicked out with her high heels.
The two bodyguards didn't react at all.
