"Mr. Sumner, are we just going to leave like this?" Spencer asked.

It was intolerably humiliating. Lyon had saved me so many times in the past, after all, and I repaid his kindness with scorn.

"What else? Charge into the room and demand an explanation?" Lyon responded.

He was not the type of man who groveled. There were plenty of women who wanted to be with him- he did not require me specifically.

Sensing the coldness of Lyon's gaze, Spencer received a chilly shiver from his toes and did not dare to speak further. Lyon was clearly in a foul mood, and it was preferable to remain silent. In the...