A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 83

Elvis: "?"

This time, he genuinely couldn't help but laugh—equal parts amused and exasperated.

"No need. His art shows are never short on staff."

Winona muttered under her breath, "Then why tell me about it?"

"What was that, Miss Thorne?"

"Nothing." Winona forced a bright, fake smile.

"Miss Thorne, as lovely as your fake smile is, I must say I much prefer your real one."

Her smile faded immediately, lips drooping in annoyance.

Real smiles, fake smiles—what did it matter?

She stopped smiling altogether.

The car pulled up in front of the Thorne family manor. Winona turned to bid Elvis farewell.

"Thank you for driving me home, Mr. Rogers. I'll head inside now."

She had just reached for the car door when Elvis called after her, "Wait."

"Yes?"

"Don't forget—you still owe me that dinner." His tone was earnest, as if this were a solemn promise.

Of course she hadn't forgotten, but the seriousness in his voice left her a little perplexed.

"I won't forget, Mr. Rogers. You have my word."

With that, she stepped out of the car.

Just like before, Elvis didn't drive off right away. He sat there, watching as she walked up to the Rogers' grand front door.

Only after she crossed the threshold did it hit her—throughout the entire ride, the atmosphere between her and Elvis had been surprisingly easy. Comfortable, even.

And that ease… it threatened to rekindle something deep within her, something she'd thought was long dead.

She couldn't let that happen.

Her face paled.

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