Chapter 160

Ryan Phillips instantly realized he’d just put his foot in his mouth and slapped a hand over it, regretting ever opening it. He was originally trying to flex a little about seeing Serena earlier, but now? Nah, better keep a low profile. With Matthew’s influence in Westbridge? Yeah, not worth the risk. He hastily fixed his jacket, cleared his throat, then threw Sophia a loaded glance, intentionally asking, “You got any idea where Mrs. Quinn is? If you do, better spill. Just look at how freaked out Mr. Quinn is...” Sophia was downright terrified—felt like her soul had fled. The look in Matthew’s eyes was enough to make anyone think he might just snap and kill someone. She swallowed hard, voice trembling as she choked out, “I really don’t know where she is. I...” Connor quickly cut in before Matthew could lose his cool again. “That’s funny,” he said, “The security footage shows you boarding yacht number 18 with Serena. After that, it cuts out in a blind spot. So tell me—why are you here,