Chapter 6

The next morning, I woke up in the hotel suite Edward had arranged for me.

My phone showed forty-seven missed calls.

All from Andrew.

The last one was a text he sent at three in the morning.

It read: [Charlotte, where are you? Who the hell is that Mr. Reyes guy? You better explain yourself.]

I didn't bother replying.

When Edward knocked and came in, he was carrying breakfast.

"Ms. Summers, Mr. Landon spent the whole night digging into the Reyes family's background," he said.

He set the tray down.

"There's not much public info on the Reyes family in…