"Hurry up, you idiot," Kate snapped at the servant struggling with her luggage.
Yes. Kate Avax was running.
It was the only option left to her now.
Public opinion terrified her, but none of that compared to the fear growing in her chest at the thought of one man.
David Avax. Her husband.
If he discovered the truth before she got away, he would kill her. Kate had no doubt about that. The man was dignified, yet lethal when crossed.
There were two things that mattered to David: money and family.
The man might not wear his affection on his sleeve, but he loved his daughter, especially because she was the spawn of his first wife, the woman he had truly loved.
