Chapter 63 The Fiancee's Visit.

A week had passed since Lance rescued Roxanne from the clutches of Christopher and Amber. During that time, Roxanne had found solace within the familiar walls of Lance’s penthouse. With the passing days, her dislocated wrist had begun to heal, gradually regaining its strength.

Because of numerous and reasonable persuasion from Lance, Roxanne had remained within his penthouse, laying her days away as she waited for her wrist to fully heal and for the dust to settle.

Seated comfortably on the plush couch, Roxanne was deeply engrossed in a book she had picked off Lance’s book shelve, when she heard the from behind pull open. Looking up and behind, she saw Lance entering the living room, his face a mix of relief and exhaustion after his call.

Realizing he was done, Roxanne closed her book and set it aside before standing up to greet him.

“Hey,” she said softly. “Everything okay?”

Lance glanced at his phone, debating whether to tell her that Iris had practically been eating his head off a