CHAPTER 79

BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION CUT SHORT

The emergency flight back to busy New York was heavy with a thick, choking silence. The private jet cut through the stormy night sky at top speed. Flora sat quietly in her leather seat, holding Adrian's cold, tight hand in hers to give him some silent comfort, while little Dan slept peacefully under a warm blanket in the next seat.

Even though Mr. Smith had always treated Flora with bitter scorn and open hate, she pushed her own anger aside for now. She could see the real, painful fear in Adrian's dark eyes, and despite her cold outside, she did not want to watch...