Chapter 4 - THE SECRET OF THE GREEN SILK ROBE
Evelyn slowly slid out of the bed, her emerald green silk bathrobe trailing over the Egyptian cotton sheets.
She stepped between Gabriel and the frightened five-year-old boys without a single trace of fear on her face.
"You aren't taking them tonight, Thorne," Evelyn declared, her voice dropping into an icy, professional register.
Marcus stared at the nanny in utter bewilderment, realizing her body language had completely transformed in a single second.
"Who the hell are you?" Marcus demanded, his chest tattoos rising and falling with heavy, rapid breaths.
Evelyn pulled a compact tactical taser from the inner pocket of her green bathrobe, aiming it precisely at Gabriel's chest.
"I’m the chief security operative assigned by your late father to guard this family from Gabriel Thorne," she revealed smoothly.
Gabriel chuckled darkly, resting both hands on his steel cane as two armed mercenaries stepped up behind him in the hallway.
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"Your father died three weeks ago, sweetheart," Gabriel mocked. "Your contract expired the moment his heart stopped."
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