In that instant, all the strength drained from Dan's body.
Meeting her callous gaze made every breath feel like drawing glass into his lungs.
"Yvonne."
"Turn around," she ordered her driver.
She shoved him away forcefully and slammed the car door shut with a loud thud.
The driver nodded immediately. "Yes, ma'am."
With Dan's Maybach blocking their path forward, spinning the car around to take an alternate route was their only option.
As the engine roared to life, Dan instinctively reached for her again.
"Yvonne."
But the window was already rolling up.
Through the tinted glass, her profile looked devastatingly indifferent.
So utterly cold, as if she had never felt a single spark of affection or love for him in her entire life.
And just like that, she was gone.
Dan stood rooted to the spot, the blood freezing solid in his veins.
Carroll stepped out of the Maybach and approached him from behind. "Boss, the old man called. He wants you to head back to Litamark."
Dan closed his eyes tightly.
He knew full well that Derek was in the thick of a vicious, all-out war against Lacey right now.
Why would he demand his return at a time like this? What exactly was he plotting?
Remembering how Derek had continuously favored Adelle and her three illegitimate children all these years fueled his suspicion.
Even though the absolute truth was out in the open now.
That deeply ingrained bias left Dan with zero trust in the old man.
So summoning him right in the middle of this bloody feud with Lacey.
Dan's immediate gut reaction was simple.
How was the old man planning to use him as a pawn this time?
Keeping his eyes shut, he asked, "Was it Leroy who called?"
"Yes," Carroll confirmed.
"What else did he say?"

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