Tiffany didn't want to keep Grandma. Calvin waiting any longer.
Without another word to Jaina, she headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up and change.
What she didn't know was that the moment the bathroom door clicked shut, Jaina's innocent expression twisted into something icy.
Her eyes darkened as she listened to the sound of running water before slipping out silently.
The plan had changed.
Jaina needed to inform the boss immediately.
Inside the office, Antonio listened to Jaina's report with a deepening frown.
His handsome face was shadowed by something unreadable.
"She can't go to the Calvin residence. Notify the team—we're moving the schedule up."
Antonio rose from his seat and walked to the window, gazing down at the city's glittering lights.
Pulling out a cigar, he placed it between his lips and lit it with a flick of his lighter.
