Chapter 16 Staff's Quarters

• Sitting in his wheelchair, Emyr wore gold-rimmed glasses, making his sharp, chiseled features appear even more striking. He was dressed in a deep blue silk robe, giving him a more relaxed and elegant air than when Charmaine had seen him before.
• But Charmaine knew better. This man was like a beast, lazily licking its claws, biding his time. One wrong move and he'd go for her throat.
• Meeting his cold, piercing gaze, Charmaine kept her expression earnest, even friendly.