A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 505

Rex's Adam's apple bobbed. He stared at her for a long moment before his anger finally deflated a bit. "Do you really have to keep doing this with Asher?"

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Seeing his front door close, Rowan glanced down at his watch.

It was still early.

After a brief thought, he pulled out his phone, tapped on WeChat, and sent a message to the girl across the hall. [Are you busy?]

The reply came quickly.

Mrs. Murphy: [Just finished. Getting ready to shower.]

Rowan stared at the new nickname he'd set with deep amusement. Finding it utterly delightful, he decided not to reply just yet. Phone in hand, he stood up and walked toward the entryway.

To his surprise, the moment he opened his door, he came face-to-face with Rex, who was just about to ring the bell.

Across the hall, a door slammed shut with a heavy thud.

Rex looked visibly annoyed.

But the one most annoyed was Rowan, whose plan to see his future wife had just been derailed. He glared at Rex. "What are you doing here?"

"Drinking."

Rex was still drowning in his own frustration, completely oblivious to Rowan's thinly veiled disgust.

Still, Tanya was home now. It wouldn't be appropriate for Rowan to barge in on Elissa this late at night.

Rowan stopped in his tracks and pinched the bridge of his nose. "What is there to drink about?"

Rex let himself in, swapped his shoes for slippers, and scanned the apartment.

Elissa was nowhere to be seen, and there were no signs of a meal on the dining table.

Rex glanced back at him, feeling a sudden wave of solidarity. "We're two miserable men adrift in the same boat. What do you think we're drinking about?"

...

Seeing the man wallowing in his sorrow, Rowan mercifully spared him from any further insults. He grabbed a bottle of Macallan and two tumbler glasses. "Didn't you have dinner with Lawyer Foster?"

Rex slumped onto the sofa, drained. "I did."

Ah.

They ate, but it clearly hadn't ended well.

Understanding the situation, Rowan poured the drinks while replying to Elissa's text. [Go ahead. Take your time, and be careful not to slip in the bathroom.]

She was pregnant; a fall could be disastrous.

Mrs. Murphy: [I know!]

She followed it up with a sticker of a little character saluting "Yes, sir!"

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