Darren strolled around his desk, leaning gently against it, arms folded, and gazing at Emery.
"Forget what Camila said," he added, his voice calm yet firm. "Don't add any of that nonsense to the contract."
Emery blinked, caught off guard. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, don't mention the villa, the car, or any of her little demands."Leave the prenuptial agreement as is."
She stared at him, unsure if he was sincere. "Are you sure?" "Won't she be angry?"
Darren shrugged as if it were no big deal. "That is the point. I want her to back out."
Emery's eyebrows rose. "Back out? Do you want her to end their engagement?
"Exactly." He smirked again, calm and assured. "Emery, you're intelligent. I'm convinced you'll figure out how to make it happen."
She hesitated, focussing her gaze on him. "Why should I help you with this? What is in it for me?
Darren pushed off the desk and stepped closer till they were nearly face to face. "I understand you want something. Something you've been trying to have
