Chapter 358

Calliope Godfrey stared into his bloodshot eyes and finally let out a quiet sigh. If Rowan Sullivan wasn’t the only assistant close to her, Rosemary Miller wouldn’t have taken an interest in him. And his father wouldn’t have hit and killed an elderly man on his way home from work. The victim’s family was ruthless, demanding a million just to sign the settlement papers. Rowan’s dad was just an honest man from the countryside. He sold everything—the house, the land—and still could barely scrape together three hundred thousand. His mom, already not in great shape, had a stroke from the shock and ended up in the hospital. Then someone showed up, saying they could make the whole mess go away… For a kid like him, who’d do anything for his parents, that wasn’t even a real choice. Stealing stuff? That’s nothing. If someone told him to risk his life, he probably wouldn’t even flinch. Just like that, he got pulled in and became someone else’s pawn. Ever since Conrad Hilliard warned her that she