Chapter 51

I naturally took the letter from Darcy's hand.

"Don't tear it up. We need to keep it as evidence."

Even Ryan, with what little sense he has left, didn't suggest a private meeting. He did, however, give a rather flimsy public excuse.

Considering the last time I saw him, it was a suspicious invitation.

Anyway, these letters might come in handy later. I carefully placed the letter on the table.

Darcy, lounging comfortably on the sofa, had his eyes fixed on the letter.

"He must be out of his mind."

Darcy frowned, running his hand through his hair.