Chapter 33

Lucius raised an eyebrow. "Five thousand dollars?" "50," Valerie replied. "That's the standard rate at massage parlors back home. If you think that's too much, I can give you a 20 percent discount, but nothing higher than that." Lucius' lips twitched in helplessness. Valerie was testing his limits every second. Since when did Lucius of the prestigious White family in Windmere bargain over massage prices? Valerie quickly finished her milk and wiped her mouth. After standing up, she grabbed her bag and announced, "Gotta run. I'm late." "Wait!" Lucius called out to her, and she turned back, puzzled. He'd meant to offer her a ride, but when the words came to his lips, they shifted. "Don't forget our agreement." "Relax. Once I step out that door, you and I are strangers." He was going to reply, but she was already gone. Five minutes later, Keane arrived in a rush. "Mr. White, is Ms. Collins here?' "What's wrong?" Lucius rarely saw him so unsettled. Struggling to stay calm, Keane