A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 74

A white car waited at the curb outside the airport.

Winona spotted it immediately—it was the Thorne family's car.

The chauffeur, immaculate in white gloves, stood by the door. As soon as he saw her, he greeted her respectfully. "Miss."

He took her suitcase from her hand and opened the door for her.

Winona bent down to get in, but stopped short when she saw who was sitting inside.

"Dad…"

Her father was seated in the back, a stack of documents open in his lap. Even without saying a word, he radiated an effortless authority.

On the phone, or over video calls, Winona had always managed to argue with him. But now, in person, she felt as small and timid as a chick, clambering into the car quietly and sneaking anxious glances in his direction.

Victor Thorne kept his eyes fixed on his papers, giving no sign he'd noticed her.

He hadn't mentioned he'd come pick her up himself, so Winona was completely unprepared for this. She'd assumed she wouldn't see him until they got home.

Now, with him right next to her, guilt twisted in her chest.

After all, for years she'd been at odds with her father—over a man who had never deserved her in the first place.

The chauffeur stowed her suitcase, slid into the driver's seat, and set off for the Thorne family estate. Silence settled like a fog inside the car.

Winona kept sneaking glances at her father.

At first glance, Victor looked unchanged by the years. But up close, she noticed a few more strands of silver in his hair. He never said it out loud, but she could tell he'd worried about her—a lot.

Her eyes stung suddenly, and she had to blink back tears.

Regret washed over her. But what was done was done; all she could do now was try to make up for lost time—by staying close to her father and grandmother, and making things right.

After a long while, Victor finally closed his folder and spoke. "Was your trip back alright?"

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