Chapter 472

Caroline's face darkened. Yep, Sabrina had definitely thrown her pride out the window now. "Something wrong?" Kimberly asked, glancing at her. "I'm heading out," Caroline snorted, grabbing her coat and marching toward the door. "Reece, go with her," Kimberly ordered, clearly worried, motioning for the bodyguard to bring the car around. Reece nodded silently and followed behind Caroline. … At the hotel. George's breathing was shallow, and he yanked at his collar, trying to lessen the heat crawling up his skin. Something was off with the drinks tonight, no doubt about it. Originally, it was supposed to be a chill business dinner with a few partners from Pinebrook. He thought it'd be just another boring work thing—until he saw Sabrina show up. Word was, Sabrina had taken over Landry Group. Tristan had apparently fallen hard for someone else, enough to give up the company and file for divorce. George expected a dry social evening, not a drugged drink. "George, open the door. I know you're