Chapter 90

A weird wave of sourness welled up in her chest. Charisse felt awkward, a little embarrassed for getting ahead of herself like that. Lately, her mind seemed to be running wild all the time, completely forgetting the fact that Elliot already had a fiancée. Right, he was engaged. The only woman he'd give his all to was his fiancée. So what on earth was she thinking? She'd actually wondered if Elliot still had feelings for her... That was just plain ridiculous. Charisse gave herself a cold, sarcastic smile, making a mental note not to let her thoughts run loose like this again. Lost deep in her own head, she didn't even notice the man watching her from a short distance away. "Mr. Foster, something wrong?" "Think I just saw someone I used to know," Michael narrowed his eyes. The driver caught on quick. "Want me to go get her?" Michael shook his head. "No, I'll go." He strode toward her and called out, a bit tentative, "Charisse?" She turned around—and the moment she saw him, her eyes went