Chapter 121 Angelia’s Gift

Back in his office, Simon’s eyes fell on a small phial resting on his desk.

He glanced around, his heart racing, and saw no one else in the room.

The phial contained no label.

The liquid inside was colourless and odourless, though Simon had an inkling of what it was.

Who put it here?

His suspicions immediately fell on Angelia; he could almost picture her sly smile as she left the provocative concoction for him to find.

Simon’s fingers hovered over the phial, his internal struggle evident.

Should he use it?

He thought of the three years he had spent with Callie – the shared laughter, the whispered confidences, and the promises they had once made.

And now, she had moved on so swiftly, marrying someone else without a second thought.

A dangerous idea slowly crawled its way into his brain as he looked at the phial again.

If he could persuade Callie to share a moment of passion, she might reconsider their relationship.

The plan could backfire; Callie could end up hating him even more.

But S