Seraphina Vale stepped out of the conference room with a steady expression, but her chest felt tight.
The conversation with Adrian Hawthorne continued echoing in her mind while she walked down the quiet hallway of Ashford Tower. His words had not sounded like the usual manipulation she had grown accustomed to during their relationship. Adrian had looked calm, almost certain, as if he knew something she did not.
That certainty disturbed her.
Seraphina forced herself to keep walking toward Lucien's office.
The executive floor remained unusually quiet. Most of the employees had moved downstairs to manage the flood of media requests that followed the announcement of her marriage. The silence allowed her thoughts to grow louder.
Adrian had claimed that Lucien Ashford might know more about the accident than he admitted.
Seraphina shook her head slightly because the idea did not make sense.
Lucien had no reason to kill her.
