I gripped my purse tighter, standing awkwardly in the foyer of the Valois mansion. All I wanted was to go home, process everything that had happened, and collapse into my bed. But Camille had other ideas.
"Daddy, Seraphina shouldn't take the bus this late. You should drive her," Camille suggested, touching her father's arm.
My eyes widened. "That's really not necessary—"
"I insist," Adrian interrupted, his deep voice brooking no argument. "It would give us an opportunity to discuss a few things about your position."
My heart sank. Being trapped in a car with Adrian Valois was the last thing I needed after the emotional whiplash of seeing Julian, accepting this job, and nearly having a breakdown in front of Leo.
"I appreciate the offer, but I'm perfectly capable—" I started.
"I'll get my keys," Adrian said, completely ignoring my protest.
Before I could object further, Hudson appeared with a manila folder. "Sir, the employment contract for Miss Beaumont."
