Bonnie's heart skipped a beat as she looked up.
The man was gazing at her, his features finely chiseled, his eyes deep and unreadable.
Her fingertips twitched slightly.
Derek's fingers slid down to interlace with hers, and the two of them made their way upstairs.
At his request, Bonnie picked up her phone and explained the events of that year to his men in detail. The investigation would take time. While they waited, Derek sat silently in the study, not saying a word.
Bonnie watched him, then scratched the skin beneath her eye, feeling strangely guilty as she stood. "I…"
Before she could finish, he shot her a cold glance and said, "Sit down."
"…Alright."
The study was unusually quiet. Bonnie slowly reached out and picked a piece of fruit from the tray.
She popped a cherry into her mouth, then glanced at the man beside her. She picked another and leaned toward him. "Want one?"
