Andrew had Marcus figured out by now. If he had to sum him up in one sentence, it would be—a closet hedonist, through and through.

The two were originally planning to head back to Rhodes Corporation together. However, before they could leave, Andrew's phone rang—it was Francesca.

"Andrew, where are you? Get to Moonlit Apothecary right now—Nyla's in critical condition!" Her voice was trembling, thick with panic and distress.

Andrew's face turned ice-cold. "What happened? Take a deep breath