Silas Norwood had considered that his identity might be exposed one day.
But he never imagined it would happen so suddenly, catching him completely off guard.
And of all times, it was right when he was planning to phase out his Rivermoon persona and focus on their spousal romance.
It felt like a reformed playboy, now committed to a genuine relationship, suddenly having all his past flings exposed. It couldn't have been more awkward.
"You handle things here." Silas Norwood's expression was a mask of forced calm. From Miles Trenton's perspective, however, he could see a flicker of panic in his boss's usually cold and noble, light-gold eyes.
A secret sense of glee filled him. 'Serves him right,' Miles Trenton thought, but his words were utterly respectful. "Boss, your plane is about to take off."
"Cancel the flight." Silas Norwood gave him a cool glance, then his long legs strode swiftly toward Celia Sterling.
