“You’ll regret this,” he hissed, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper that sent chills down my spine. “You have no idea who you’re messing with. I have connections. I have lawyers. You’re going to end up with nothing, Hannah. Nothing.”
“We’ll see,” I said calmly. “Oh, and Mark? Don’t bother coming back to the condo. I changed the locks. Your belongings continue reading …
