Chapter 27

By the time they reached Taylor Enterprises, she had succumbed to her exhaustion. She awoke to a sharp jab to her ribs. “Wake up.”

Nope, it was not a nightmare, it was real. Her overbearing husband was sitting next to her and her face still ached.

Cliff got out of the limo and walked around to open her door; not because he was a gentleman. He hauled her out of her seat as if she were a duffle bag he wanted to sling over his shoulder. Instead of being lifted, however, her legs buckled beneath her and her knees slammed onto the cement.

“Don’t be so damned clumsy,” he gritted out, pulling her to her feet. “My God, you are an embarrassment.”

She tried to fling his hand from her arm, but his grip was like that of an enraged gorilla.

“Enough!” He shook her.

They made their way up the marble steps and into the lobby. James, from security, greeted them with hesitation.

“Uh, good afternoon, Ms. Landry.”

“We are here to see Gideon Taylor,” Cliff announced, pushing his way to the elevator