Chapter 118

In that split second, Summer Knight, panicking and thinking it was the end for her, accidentally brushed her finger against a certain part of the lock. With a crisp "click," the lock suddenly disengaged on its own. Before she could even react, she stumbled and fell right through the door. Almost instantly, as if triggered, the door sealed shut with a solid click. The bullet fired by the man in black, just a second too late, slammed into the thick black-gold door with a loud clang, throwing up a burst of sparks. At the same time— Inside the first-floor conference room of Barron Group. Alexander Barron was listening to a business partner’s proposal, his sharp gaze calm and unreadable. Only now and then did he respond briefly. The tension in the room was thick—it was obviously a high-stakes meeting. Just then, his phone rang. Alexander frowned slightly, assuming it was Summer, maybe bored on the island, missing him. Still, he took a glance. It was a call from his cousin, Lillian Barron. E