CHAPTER 69

THE TRUTH ABOUT CHRISTINE

Flora walked back into her office with a heavy heart.

She tried to focus on the three files waiting on her desk, but her mind kept drifting back to Richard's face outside the restaurant. His voice. His fake regret.

She hated that he still had the power to shake her, even for a moment.

Shaking her head with a sigh, she forced herself to sit and go through the documents one by one. The weekend traffic wasn't going to wait for her feelings.

By the time she finished, it was already 5:50 p.m.

She packed her bag quickly, said a brief goodnight to the...