Jordan Smith definitely wasn’t planning to let Camila Davis off the hook.
After making sure Lucas Smith was okay, he left the hospital room and immediately called Camila.
At that moment, Camila had just gotten home. She was about to take a shower when she saw Jordan’s name flash on her phone. She didn’t want to answer. Not even a little.
She just switched her phone to silent. When she came out of the shower, she saw over a dozen missed calls from him.
And a message.
“Give me the name of Lillian’s therapist. I’m her father—I have the right to know who’s treating her.”
Camila stared at the message for a moment, easily guessing what was really going on.
Clearly, Jordan had found out about Lucas getting hurt. This call wasn’t about being concerned for Lillian—it was about finding dirt on Mr. Williams.
Her eyes went cold. Instead of replying, she just blocked his number. Out of sight, out of mind.
Jordan, meanwhile, was practically seething when his calls stopped going through. His face turned a shade of furious purple.
Nathan Gates had pulled a lot of strings, digging deep into this “Williams” guy. But no matter how hard he tried, all he could find was the last name: Williams.
He reported back to Jordan, “That’s all I’ve got. Williams.”
Jordan frowned, wracking his brain for any prominent Williams families in New York. But none of the city’s top families had that name.
Who the hell was this guy?
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