Chapter 85 A Dangerous Kissing Game

• Avery snapped the suitcase shut, a sharp click echoing off the sparse bedroom walls. "All set," she declared, her voice tinged with a mix of excitement and malice.
• From across the room, Dora ended her call with a flourish. "Thank you so much, Mr. Knight," she purred into the phone before fixing Avery with a calculated gaze. "We got the address. I will send a driver to take you there." It didn’t take long for the driver to arrive.
• The sleek black car arrived with an elegance that matched the scheme unfolding in their minds. Avery, with a predatory grace, hauled her luggage into the trunk and sank into the leather embrace of the back seat. The city blurred past, but Avery's thoughts were razor-sharp, fixated on the prize at the journey's end.