Lionel stepped out of the jet into the searing heat of Spain, cursing the sun under his breath. Katherine walked just ahead of him, her composure unfazed.
A group of bodyguards waited to welcome her, but Lionel’s mood soured the instant he spotted one face among them—Kevin Min Sinclaire.
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