Preston Keaton let out a low, cold sneer.
Evelyn Grant was terrified when he was like this. She shrank into the corner, pursing her lips as she looked out the window, only to realize this wasn't the way back to The Mid-Levels.
They were already in Centrium.
She didn't dare ask. Her small purse sat on her lap, and she felt her phone vibrate. She took it out and saw a call from Sophie Keaton.
After answering, she quickly whispered, "I can't make it to dinner with you guys. Next time."
She was afraid that making the slightest sound would infuriate the man beside her.
The convoy arrived at the underground parking garage of Apex. Evelyn Grant followed Preston Keaton out of the car, watching helplessly as he strode straight toward the elevator. She hesitated, rooted to the spot.
Preston Keaton's lips twisted into a semblance of a smile. "Not coming? Where are you planning to go? Should I send you back to The Midlands to live happily ever after with Leo Lawrence?"
