Chapter 492

Chloe Grace said with a chuckle, “Didn’t expect you to be this smooth-tongued.” Edmund Quinn gave her a deep look. “Honestly, I didn’t think you had it in you either. Luring me all the way to that godforsaken mountain? That was cold.” They locked eyes, tension crackling quietly in the air. A few seconds passed before Edmund smiled gracefully and said, “Come on, I’ll walk you in.” Chloe gave a small nod. He got out first, walked around to open her door, and offered his hand like a gentleman. She took it, stepping out with elegance. The moment froze, beautiful and strangely intimate—just enough to make someone watching ache. That someone was William Turner. Even though Edmund and Chloe had left before him, William had somehow gotten to Wynthorpe Manor ahead of them. Which only meant one thing: they must’ve been doing something in the car. Of course they were. Sitting in his own car, William stared at their interlocked hands, eyes dark. They definitely had a moment. Even a dog could sniff