Chapter 22
Clara Bennett “Stay right here for a minute,” Ryder said, squeezing my hand gently as we stepped back into the crowded ballroom. “I need to speak with one of the investors quickly. I’ll be right back.” I nodded, trying to keep my expression calm even though my stomach was twisting into knots. “Okay, I’ll wait near the drinks table.” He leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to my forehead before disappearing into the crowd. The moment he was gone, I let out a shaky breath and headed toward the side of the room, pretending to look at the elegant ice sculptures. My hands were clammy, and I kept glancing over my shoulder. I didn’t even see Victor approach until he was right beside me. “Nice little show you put on out there,” Victor murmured close to my ear, his voice low enough that only I
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