A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 222

“President Thorne, heading back so early?” Milo’s voice trembled—he looked on the verge of tears. “Why don’t you stay for lunch?”

Winona smiled, looking a little tired. “No, thank you. I’m a bit worn out.” She paused, her tone gentle. “Don’t take it personally, Mr. Milo. We’ve always been friends.”

Truth was, her mood had soured thanks to those two earlier.

But it hadn’t been Milo who’d said those things, and she wasn’t about to take it out on him.

Milo finally relaxed when he heard her. He could see Winona really wasn’t in the mood to stay, so he didn’t insist. He just said they should meet up another time, and he’d love to have them over for dinner.

Once Milo had seen Elvis and Winona off, he couldn’t hold back anymore—he turned and snapped at the two culprits.

“Have you lost your minds? What was all that nonsense about men and women? Where do you get off, acting so superior?” Milo was furious. “I wanted everyone to have a good time today, but you two ruined it before we’d even had a proper drink. Now look—our guests have left offended!”

Normally, Milo was polite with these two, but today he’d had enough.

The two troublemakers knew they were in the wrong, so they didn’t talk back. What unsettled them most was the look Elvis had shot them before leaving—cold and dangerous, like a warning.

“President Thorne is the only heir to the Thorne family—the Chairman’s pride and joy.” Milo scoffed. “What made you think you could act up in front of her? And do you have any idea how much Mr. Rogers values her? If your companies run into trouble someday, don’t come running to me for help.”

With that, Milo turned on his heel and walked away.

The rest of the guests, who’d witnessed everything, immediately started giving the pair a wide berth, as if avoiding the plague.

…

In the car, Winona rolled down the window and let the wind whip across her face. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.

Elvis glanced over, surprised—he’d expected her to still be upset.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, brushing his fingers gently across her cheek.

“Oh, nothing really.” Winona grinned. “It just hit me—I feel like I’m finally becoming myself again.”

Her words might have sounded cryptic to anyone else.

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