Meanwhile, two streets away from the clinic, Trenton blocked someone's path in a narrow alley. If Felix had been there, he'd have instantly recognized the strange man as Deimos.

"Well, well, if it isn't Trenton. I was wondering who'd been stalking me," Deimos said.

Trenton felt his skin crawl. Dealing with Deimos's flirty act was the last thing he wanted—it made his stomach turn.

"Deimos, go back and tell Ms. Yuna that Felix is off-limits. This goes against the agreement. If Mr. Chapman hears about it, you know the price you'll pay."

Deimos fluttered his fingers delicately with an unpleasant smile.

"Oh, please. If you could sue us, you'd have done it already. Do you have any proof? Did Ms. Yuna show up personally? Did I do anything to anyone at the clinic?"

That was exactly the problem. Without evidence, Trenton was powerless. Otherwise, Elise would have complained to her father ages ago.

"I'm warning you, Deimos. Stay away from the clinic. Or I won't let you off!" Trenton