Destiny Picked a Better Man
I stopped by the office to handle some documents, but before I could even settle in, two of the Whitmores’ bodyguards forced me into a black SUV and drove me straight to their estate.
As soon as I stepped inside, I saw Claire crying on the sofa, tears falling like she was performing for a camera crew.
Lucas sat beside her, whispering sweetly into her ear.
But the second he saw me, his expression turned icy.
“Destiny Meyer, you’ve gone too far. All Claire did was post something online, and you had all her accounts taken down? You know she makes her living on social media. You’ve just destroyed her future!”
I frowned, completely caught off guard.