The dining room heater was broken.
So was the guest room.
Panic tightened in her chest.
Finally, on the third floor, she found a small study with a working heater blowing warm air.
Relief flooded through her.
She placed Lily near the heater, gave her medicine, and watched as the baby slowly fell asleep.
Hannah quietly went downstairs to start cleaning.
She didn’t realize the owner of the mansion had just returned home.
The Man No One Wanted to Meet
A black luxury car stopped outside the gate.
The man who stepped out was Victor Kane.
In New York’s criminal underworld, people whispered his name like a ghost story.
Victor Kane was rumored to control half the illegal operations on the East Coast.
And this was his house.
When he entered the mansion, he heard something unexpected.
A baby crying.
Victor followed the sound upstairs.
He pushed open the study door.
There, alone in the room, was a tiny baby girl crying beside the heater.
Something in his chest tightened.
Without thinking, he picked her up and gently rocked her.
“Easy,” he murmured softly.
Moments later, Hannah burst into the room.
She froze.
The man holding her child was tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a black coat. His cold gray eyes looked like a storm about to break.
On the desk beside him lay a pistol.
