Chapter 737: I'm Worried About You

In the grip of his fury, Jimmy Yale glanced at Sophie Lowell, who stood before him with a grief-stricken face, and at little Lyra, so small and sweet in his arms. A sharp, inexplicable pain twisted through his chest. He could picture it all too clearly. The danger his wife and child had faced back at the Yale family. The traps, the threats, the helpless nights. The thought tightened around his heart until it hurt to breathe. The fire in his eyes burned even hotter. "You old hag," he snarled, each...