Chapter 68 Who Are You?

Marielle Duvall thought she must have misheard. How could a woman answer Rowan Blackwood's phone? Rowan treated his phone like a sacred relic. Once, Selina Vaughn had reached for it and been sharply rebuked—now some woman was answering it? No! What had that woman just said? They were at the Hilton Hotel? Marielle's mind spun wild scenarios. She threw off the blanket, leapt from the bed, ripped the IV from her hand, slipped on her shoes, and dashed out. The bodyguard blocked her, and Victor Langley refused to let her pass. "Ms. Vaughn, you're still very weak. Please go back and rest." She was stopped at the doorway, frantic, her heart pounding. "I have to go—Victor, Rowan's in danger." "What?" Victor was startled. He hadn't received any call from Mr. Blackwood. "Just a moment. I'll call and check." To be safe, Victor dialed Rowan's number right in front of Marielle. When Marielle saw Victor's name flash on the screen, she understood. With a faint smile, she tossed the phone under the bl