He could have simply taken the girl and departed without informing Ryley at all. But he hadn't wanted it that way.
He wanted to see how Ryley would react.
So he had ordered the servant to tell Rosaline that Ryley wasn't coming with them.
And at the same time, the servant was to inform Ryley that Clyde would only be taking Rosaline to Dresden.
And now that he had seen how Ryley reacted…
The Alpha felt a faint pang of guilt.
He had expected something else from the blond entirely. Recklessness, perhaps. A confrontation. Maybe even a complete breakdown.
But none of that had happened.
Unlike Mervyn—whose anger and disappointment had once led him to harm Morgan—Ryley bore his pain in silence, shielding his daughter from it.
The thought lingered quietly in Clyde's mind as silence settled inside the car.
It stretched for a while, unbroken, until Rosie suddenly turned toward him and tugged lightly at the hem of his sleeve.
