Naomi Hart’s lips curled into a cold sneer the moment Leo Reyes finished speaking.
“Why the car accident happened?” she repeated, voice icy. “Then you’ll have to ask Vivian Sinclair.”
Leo’s expression darkened at once. He understood. This had Vivian’s fingerprints all over it.
“What exactly happened? Did she attack you at the Sinclair estate?” He paused, another possibility flashing through his mind. “Or… did she arrange it before you even stepped foot inside their gates?”
Naomi’s eyes narrowed. In a low, steady voice she told him everything, every detail of the crash, the deliberate hit, the way the other vehicle had vanished into thin air.
Leo cursed under his breath. “I knew that woman was no soft target! All this effort… it’s only to stop you from returning to the Sinclair fa
