His frown deepened, as if the explanation still didn’t sit right with him.
He was just about to press further when Lynzee’s call came in.
The moment he saw her name, his expression softened.
He tossed a half-hearted remark my way before turning on his heel and leaving without hesitation.
“Don’t forget about the party tomorrow. I’ll have my assistant pick you up.”
After he left, another message from Lynzee lit up my screen.
[Ridley told you, right? I’ll send you another invitation—you have to come. Oh, and he told me that after ten years without a child, you probably can’t have one anyway. But he still plans to go through with our agreement and ‘handle’ you.]
[Tomorrow, you’ll be in a car accident that will take away your ability to conceive. You can’t escape it. LOL, this is the price you’ll pay for daring to compete with me, Agnes.]
I let out the faintest curl of a smile.
Tomorrow, was it?
Perfect.
Tomorrow was the day I’d leave. And this time, I wouldn’t hesitate.
Agnes’s POV
The next morning, Ridley even sent me a special message to remind me.
[Remember to come. I’ve already prepared a car for you, so you don’t have to drive yourself. And remember, no matter what happens, I love you.]