Browsing through the intricate streets of these estates was no small feat for Amelia.
Finally, she could breathe easily enough after putting some needed distance between herself, the mansion, and Dax.
But… where was she?
Amelia turned her gaze sideways, then at the path ahead.
She could have sworn she’d come by here earlier.
Right? No! She wasn’t sure, was she?
“Damn it, I can’t get out. Why did this place have to be so massive?”
It was nothing but a maze of roads and high-end gates framing another large estate.
How long had she been walking again?
It had barely been over thirty minutes or even more, and still, there was no sign of a cab or an exit out of the estate.
At this point, it won’t be difficult keeping up with this momentum, with her thoughts out of the gutter of her mind and in the present, her problems were far back in her mind, which, speaking of, she’d just reminded herself once again.
Dax. His mother. The contract.
Was it right? Exploiting him like this?
No. It wasn’t
