Emily's grip tightened around the phone, her heart raced.
That voice.
Deep. Authoritative. Familiar in the worst way could only belong to one person.
And more shocking to the last person she wished to speak with at this moment.
She felt a trepidation clutch hard on her chest.
Lucian's flight hadn't even lifted into the sky yet, and his grandfather's call was already coming in.
Emily could only interpret this action with one sentence… lying in wait for the right moment.
She had always known the Sterling family were shrewd, but this time she felt on a whole new level.
She drew in a deep calming breath to steady her fraying nerves.
There was no avoiding him. This confrontation had been inevitable from the moment she married into the Sterling family. Perhaps today truly was the best day.
"Grandpa Sterling," she said, forcing steadiness into her tone.
"I trust Lucian has already left," he said, not bothering with pleasantries.
"Yes." Emily answered truthfully.
