Aliciaâs chest tightened.
Sheâd known Tyrone for years, but it was rare to see him truly angryâthis time, though, there was no mistaking it.
Nervous, Alicia squeezed his hand. âDonât listen to her, sheâs not well...â
She tried to coax him back toward the living room, her voice barely above a whisper.
But Tyrone was furious, and there was no hiding it.
Everyone in Harboridge City knew there was one thing you never, ever mentioned to Tyrone: his mother. It was his one untouchable sore spot.
His fingers curled into a fist as he turned to glare at Nicole. âYou have a death wish, is that it?â
Nicole flinched, stumbling a step backward, genuinely startled by the venom in his voice.
She hadnât meant to go that farâshe was just lashing out in the heat of the moment.
Back when sheâd lived with the White family, sheâd overheard Jade and Brandon mention the real reason Tyrone couldnât break off the engagement.
She didnât know all the details, but she understood enough: it was tied to his motherâs death.
Jade had warned her, more than onceânever bring up Tyroneâs mother in front of him. The consequences would be dire.
âTyrone... IâIâm sorry, I didnât mean it like that...â Nicole stammered, her eyes brimming with tears.
What now?
He looked ready to kill her.
But then, as if remembering who she was, Nicole straightened her shoulders. She was Ms. White, Reginaldâs granddaughter. She didnât believe for a second that Tyrone would actually dare to hurt her.
âTyrone...â Aliciaâs voice trembled; even she was frightened by the look in his eyes. He seemed dangerousâlike he might actually do something to Nicole.
Just then, a sleek black sedan pulled up outside. The door opened, and the person who stepped out drew everyoneâs attention, distracting Tyrone for a moment.
Alicia followed Tyroneâs gaze.
The man who emerged was strikingly handsomeâalmost unreal.
Sunlight caught his eyes, turning them a deep, glimmering blue. He wore a sharply tailored suit, minimalist but elegant, with a subtle embroidered detail at the hem that somehow suited him perfectly. The shirt underneath was unique as well, highlighting his tall, cool demeanorâhe looked like heâd stepped from the snowy slopes of some distant mountain monastery.
Alicia found herself staring, completely entrancedânot with desire, just pure, astonished admiration.
Clayton really was something to look at.
Tyrone was handsome too, but in a dangerous, almost predatory wayâlike the devil himself, intimidating and intense.
Clayton, on the other hand, seemed almost otherworldlyâthere was something serene and magnetic about him that made it impossible to look away.
âMr. Lynch, itâs been a while.â Clayton greeted Tyrone with a nod, then stepped protectively in front of Nicole. âIâm here to take Miss White home.
Sorry to trouble you all.â
Nicole looked up at him, stunned, as if sheâd only now realized who he was. âYouâre the one Grandpa sent to look after me?â
Clayton glanced at her for a moment, then nodded.
Relieved, Nicole darted behind Clayton, clutching his sleeve like a lifeline. âTheyâve all been picking on me.â
Tyrone didnât say a word to Claytonânot even a nod of acknowledgment.
Alicia was surprised; Tyrone wasnât the type to be rude for no reason. Did he have history with this man?
Yet she couldnât help but notice how Tyroneâs anger seemed to ebb the moment Clayton appeared.
âMr. Lynch, Iâll be taking Miss White with me now,â Clayton said, his gaze drifting to Alicia.
For the briefest moment, his eyes lingered on her, Adamâs apple bobbing as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words and turned away, leading Nicole out.
Tyrone seemed ready to let it all go, perhaps out of respect for Claytonâuntil Nicole, never knowing when to quit, called back over her shoulder, âTyrone, Iâm telling Grandpa! Iâll tell him you bullied meâand you too, Alicia! Iâve got someone to protect me now. Just you wait!â
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
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