DEVIN STONE: Rise of the Billionaire Magnate

CHAPTER NINETY EIGHT

Henry Blake arrived just before midnight.

His black car rolled to a slow stop at the mansion gates, and one of his men opened it without a word. Henry stepped out in his long, deep green coat, his face calm as always, and his silver watch catching the light from the front.

He looked like a gorgeous man who knew too many secrets, and carried all of them alone. And both parts were true.

Henry wondered what his boss wanted to see him for. He could only hope that there wasn’t trouble in paradise, but he had to check it out himself to know, right?

Dreykov greeted him with a stiff nod at the door.

“Mr Blake.”

“Dreykov.” Henry replied, his tone light. “Still frowning at the world, I see.”

Dreykov didn’t respond. He just led Henry in and down the quiet hallway.

Devin was in his study, standing by the fireplace, his arms crossed as he stared into the flames, thinking of how beautiful light was, no matter the form it came in.

He turned the moment the door opened.

“Henry.”