"Ha! Claide, you got the wrong person. This person is Dane's wife," boomed another voice from the doorway. A tall, skinny man with tanned hair sauntered into the room, grinning with amusement at the situation.
Claide's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he sheepishly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." His gaze lingered on Marley for a moment before shifting toward the amused newcomer.
Marley studied the two men, trying to understand their sudden appearance. She recognized the tanned-haired man as Arthur Riley, a famous entrepreneur often featured on the front page of magazines. His girlfriend was a luxury car model, and he was the big boss of a movie entertainment company. But the man with glasses, Claide, remained a mystery to her.
"Hi, you two," she said politely, nodding in their direction. She could feel their eyes studying her, curiosity mingling with suspicion.
