Chapter: 1917

"Is Jayson after money?" Ryan asked.

"What else would he want from me?" Bethany shot back without missing a beat. "Don't go thinking everyone's like you, mesmerized by a divorced woman with kids."

Ryan's face darkened, his jaw tightening slightly. “I'll go sort things out over there."

The second he was out of sight, Bethany let the worry seep through her carefully guarded expression.

She could only hope that Jayson might somehow wriggle free from this mess.