Chapter 58

• Julian had never felt so much blinding rage before. His rational senses flew away as he clenched his phone tightly in his hand, picked up his suit jacket, and stomped to the door.
• “Sir, is anything the matt—”
• “Shut it, Philip!” Julian snapped and headed for his private elevator. Reaching the parking lot, he realized his driver had already gone for his lunch break, so he snatched the key out of the valet’s hand and zoomed off in the direction of Blackwood Manor.