#Chapter 85 - Betrayal

[Lorenzo’s POV] ‘Shit. Shit. Shit. SHIT!!’ The moment Lorenzo’s guard had informed him about what he’d witnessed, seeing Eleanor coming out of his office with something tucked into her side, he knew he was deeply screwed. At first, he was doubtful. After all, he’d purposely locked the disk away in his desk where he knew it couldn’t be reached. “She picked the lock,” he concluded. Lorenzo struggled to fight the impending fear and deep anxiety that filled him as he rushed his way home. By the time he reached the front gates of the property, the sun was well beneath the horizon and there was little to no doubt in his mind that Eleanor had already listened to the entire audio. In the span of the three-hour ride back, he tried calling her phone at least a dozen times. But there was never an actual answer. Oh, yes. He knew he was absolutely screwed. There was no telling what sort of hell storm he was heading into, only that he knew from the bottom of his gut that it