Chapter 7 - Confronting Crowley in the Hallway
The sharp click of the study door opening made Willa slam the terminal closed just as Mr. Crowley stepped into the dim room.
The estate manager’s face hardened instantly as he saw her sitting behind the master desk with her hands hovering over the keyboard.
“Mrs. Kane, I explicitly informed you that private offices are strictly off-limits during your tenure in this household,” Crowley said coldly.
“I was looking for extra blankets for the master suite, Mr. Crowley; I didn't realize leather chairs required thermal insulation,” Willa lied smoothly.
Crowley stepped closer, his gray eyes narrowing as he assessed her posture and the calm, unwavering expression on her face.
“Mr. Kane’s personal spaces do not concern you, and neither do his business records; return to your post immediately before I notify Sterling,” he ordered.
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“You can notify whoever you like, Mr. Crowley, but remember that my name is legally on the marriage certificate hanging in the foyer,” Willa retorted.
She stood up slowly, brushing past him with deliberate poise, leaving the estate manager staring after her with a flicker of genuine alarm.
