Chapter 38: Sweeter Stakes
Anna’s POV
I quickly poured myself a glass of water to calm my nerves, feeling my heart about to leap out of my chest. In my mind, Marcus Murphy had always embodied stability, reliability, and integrity—an uncle I could trust without question. But now, his meaning-laden gaze and ambiguous words stirred unprecedented unease within me, a sense of disillusionment washing over me.
"Uncle Marcus, what are you saying? I don’t understand." I struggled to maintain my composure, forcing a smile while desperately changing the subject. "By the way, this restaurant’s signature dish is really exceptional.
You should definitely try more of it."
Marcus simply smiled without responding, his gaze seeming to penetrate my facade. I couldn’t bring myself to meet his eyes.
"I’ll be sure to savor it," he finally replied, his deep voice tinged with amusement.
His stare made my entire body tingle uncomfortably, as if I stood exposed before him. I endured the discomfort, barely finishing my meal before hastily fabricating an excuse about urgent work and making my escape.
Even after getting into my car, I could still feel the heat of his gaze-that direct, intense scrutiny that made me want nothing more than to flee.
Rachel caught my eye in the rearview mirror, her face etched with concern.
"Ms. Shaw, has something happened?"
I closed my eyes, pretending to rest.
"Nothing. I’m just feeling a bit tired."