Chapter 178 One Hundred And Seventy Eight

Antonia’s stomach twisted violently at Kennedy's voice.

“Kennedy—”

But his eyes remained fixed on Daniel.

Cold.

Sharp.

Deadly calm.

Daniel straightened slightly.

“I came to pick up my jacket.”

Kennedy glanced at the jacket in his hand.

Then his gaze returned to Antonia.

Something unreadable flickere...

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