I stared in a daze, wondering if I’d imagined him yelling my name earlier.
Then someone shouted, “Run! The car’s about to explode!”
I stopped thinking and scrambled out. Just as I got clear, I heard an explosion not far behind me.
It was a pileup–a chain reaction crash.
I tried to get up and leave, but someone ran over, threw me over his shoulder, and bolted. “Ms. Sinclair, why are you always such a mess? It was an earthquake last time, and now, it’s a car crash.”
My stomach lurched. “Daniel, put me down. I’m going to throw up.”
Daniel Wells grinned, and his voice was full of mischief as he said, “Nope.”
I vomited right on his back. Daniel was shocked and finally put me down.
After taking a moment to recover, I asked, “Do you have a car? I need to get to the airport.”
Daniel had that roguish charm, his smirk both dangerous and magnetic. He leaned in close and winked. “I do. But only if you take me with you.”
“I’m going to Newland. Do you have a visa?”
He grinned like the devil, all allure and mischief. “Funny you should ask. I just happen to have one.”
I was about to dissuade him, but then I saw the message on my phone from Wayne. It read, “Your marriage with Seb is officially dissolved. I wired ten million to your account as compensation.”
My fingers brushed across the screen as my emotions swirled. What a bittersweet relief.
I looked up and smiled brightly at Daniel. “Alright. Let’s go. I’m treating.”
He instantly caught the shift in my mood and adjusted his tone of address, “Well then, thank you for sponsoring me, Sugar Mommy”
I blocked Sebastian on every platform, shut off my phone, and spent three wild months in Newland with Daniel.
In a photo taken in a sea of tulips, my smile was brighter than the sun.
When I finally turned my phone back on, there were dozens of messages from Liam
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Starting with: “WTF! Tessa, you crazy woman, where the hell are you?”
And ending with: “Dearest Tessa, please come back to Valoria. Sebastian is losing his mind!”
