Chapter 72

The air seemed to freeze. Skye held the phone, staring wide-eyed at the man on the screen. They locked eyes. ... Elliot had been recovering from a fracture for a full month before he could finally walk again, albeit with difficulty. Throughout that time, the one caring for him had always been his beloved older sister, Rosie. She handled everything from start to finish, attentive and meticulous, never missing a thing. Yet a knot of irritation still sat in his chest. He was so frustrated that angry red bumps had broken out on his forehead. He felt like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment. Noticing the shift in his mood, Rosie asked gently, "What's wrong, Elliot? Is it because you've just taken over the company and aren't fully used to things yet?" Elliot gave a low, irritable hum, his expression dark. "So that's it. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Worst case, you still have me backing you," Rosie said with a soft laugh. After drying her hands, she placed the