A whiff of scandal

After the meeting ended, Austin didn't return to the company because he had another important thing to handle at his mansion. He wasn't surprised when he received her message that she was at his mansion but what perplexed him was she told him her flight would be a bit late due to the weather forecast. Was she playing a trick on him this time?

The car skidded to a halt in the garage, Austin alighted from the car and headed in. Since he never hired any maids because of privacy, the whole house was as hushed as a grave. He saw her sitting on a sofa with her legs crossed. “Leave us, Brand,” Austin ordered imperatively.

He nodded, veering around, and then exited. Emily pivoted her head to look over when she heard his voice, and then she rose and skipped a few steps away from the sofa.

“But you said your flight would be forty minutes late.”

“Well, surprise! I'm here now. You haven't changed the passcode so I let myself in.” When his expression was as sour as lemon, she tried to explain to