A black Rolls-Royce pulled over at an apartment in one of the upscale neighborhoods in Brookesville. Noah didn’t get out of the car immediately. Instead, he took his time and smoked a cigarette first.

He was recalling how Gwynn had held onto his feet and spoke to him in a trembling voice, begging him to let her go with Lorian in her arms.

She wanted to give Lorian to Liam. Failing that, she wanted to give up their son to Zoe and Mason. The point was that she didn’t want him to raise Lorian. Perhaps, all he was to her was a scumbag!

Wisps of grey smoke rose in the air.

He waited until the smoke dissipated before he got out of the car.

…

With a burdened mind, he skipped the elevator altogether and climbed the stairs all the way to the twenty-second floor.

Finally, he stood before her apartment and rang the doorbell.

Moments later, Gianna came over and opened the door. Obviously, she dressed to impress, as evidenced by her delicate makeup and her provocative sleeping gown. Lea