Klay’s POV
I gritted my teeth as my eyes sharpened because of what I heard from my private investigator.
“What did you say?”
[M-Miss Kelly fled to another country as soon as I got to Russia, Mr. Carver. She fled back to her home country. The reason why I was unable to—]
“Shut up, you stupid bastard!” I angrily ended the call and gripped the neck of the bottle of alcohol in my hand.
So, that’s it? The only way to make you resurface is to put your father’s favorite collection for auction? I’m glad I thought of that. If only I knew, I would’ve done it five years ago. Damn, babe! You’re making me so damn crazy! You are so fcking smart and that’s why I love you so much.
I laughed like a madman and drank straight from the bottle. You’ve been hiding from me for five long years. The chase is over, babe. You’re coming back to me tomorrow night.
