Edgar walked up to his room feeling low by the minute. He had wanted to chase after Isabella for more than the reasons he had told his son.
He suspected her of what he suspected her father. That man, he just found out was a traitor.
He had received a late-night call from someone he was supposed to be protecting.
How was he supposed to know that he was keeping the enemy safe? The man had even bragged about his doings.
A tear slipped out of his gaze. His normally handsome mature face seemed to have aged a little more.
It was torturous for him. Opening his desk drawer, he retrieved a photo frame.
In it were seven people. Among them, his beautiful wife. She wasnt part of the team as a colleague but she was part of them as his woman.
He wanted her to know all of them so that she could ask for help in case anything happened with him.