Leona Grant's expression was ice-cold as he watched the pair before him, a united front ready to live or die for each other.
"Annabelle Linton! Leaving your husband at home all alone to play the deeply devoted couple with another man. You've got some serious nerve! Since when were you so impressive? Huh?!"
Annabelle Linton looked at him, then walked right past him while supporting Aaron Wyatt, as if he were a complete stranger.
Her action infuriated Leona Grant. He yanked Annabelle Linton back, kicked Aaron Wyatt to the ground, and gripped her chin, his expression as cold as ice.
He roared, "What did I just hear? You like him? My own wife likes another man? Huh? Annabelle Linton, how could you fucking do this to me? Huh?!"
Seeing the worry on her face, a sharp, intense pang of pain shot through Leona Grant's heart.
'Ian Chase said she made one last call when she was kidnapped. That call was to Aaron Wyatt, wasn't it?'
