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Chapter 395
Chapter 395:
His eyes darted wildly around the room in pure panic. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
The secret was completely, undeniably exposed. The air in the wardrobe grew so thick with heavy, suffocating tension that June could barely breathe.
Brogan stood frozen in the doorway. His chest rose and fell rapidly.
The silence in the massive wardrobe was deafening.
He swallowed hard. His Adam’s apple bobbed nervously. Finally, he forced his vocal cords to work.
“June, I…” Brogan stammered, his voice completely stripped of its usual smooth confidence. “These… these are for my cousin. A distant cousin. She lives in Europe. She is coming to visit next month, and… and she has a very similar build to you p>
It was the most pathetic, transparent, and illogical lie June had ever heard in her entire life.
𝗡𝗲𝗐 𝘸𝖾𝘦𝗄𝗅𝘺 c𝘩𝘢𝘱𝗍𝖾𝗿𝘴 𝘰𝗇
No man on earth buys a multi-million-dollar wardrobe of perfectly tailored haute couture for a “distant cousin” visiting for a month.
June looked at his burning red face. She looked at his eyes, filled with the absolute terror that she would be disgusted by his secret.
A soft, complex ache bloomed in her chest.
She did not feel disgusted. She felt a profound and overwhelming respect. For years, he had loved her from the shadows — never once crossing a line, never once making her feel uncomfortable while she was married to Cole.
She decided to protect his dignity.
June slowly lowered the Valentino dress. She turned to the rack and pulled out a simple, elegant black silk slip dress.
She turned back to Brogan. A gentle, perfectly composed smile touched her lips.
“Your cousin has exquisite taste,” June said softly, her voice completely smooth. “I hope she won’t mind if I borrow this for the evening. Thank you, Brogan p>
Brogan let out a massive, shuddering breath of relief. His shoulders slumped. He nodded quickly, though a tiny flash of disappointment crossed his eyes — she hadn’t pushed for the truth.
“Of course,” Brogan muttered, stepping backward out of the closet. “Take your time p>
He pulled the door shut.
June walked into the attached marble bathroom and locked the door.
She set the dress on the counter. Just as she reached for the zipper of her stained dress, her cell phone vibrated in her pocket.
It wasn’t a normal ringtone. It was three short bursts followed by one long vibration — the maximum-security emergency signal she had set up with her assistant, Abbie.
The soft warmth in June’s eyes vanished instantly. The temperature in the bathroom dropped to absolute zero.
She pulled the phone out and pressed it to her ear.
“Speak,” June commanded, her voice turning to cold steel.
Abbie’s voice came through the speaker, tight and buzzing with adrenaline.
“Boss, the fish took the bait,” Abbie reported quickly. “Our inside contact at the Beasley house — the maid we flipped — just sent the text. Alycia Beasley has the medical file. She is in the study with her parents right now, popping champagne p>
June’s lips curled into a razor-sharp smile.