Chapter 408

Sullivan Fletcher arrived just in time to see the two of them locked in a kiss under the night sky. He froze in place, his tall figure stiff like a statue, unable to take another step. A storm of emotions surged in his chest, clawing at him, suffocating. He stared at the scene, his gaze heavy with sorrow, the ache in his heart relentless. To watch the woman he cared for, right before his eyes, sharing an intimate moment with someone else—it was the kind of blow no man could take lightly. Not even him. After a long, agonizing pause, he turned around and walked away, unwilling to see any more of the gut-wrenching sight. Even though he wasn’t fond of Prescott Ellington, he respected the man’s capabilities. Deep down, he knew Camila Harrington would be safe with him. That thought was the only thing keeping his heart from completely breaking. “What happened? Why are you back? Miss Harrington—” Six, who had rushed to meet him, barely got his words out before Sullivan’s defeated figure disapp