Evelyn's eyes trailed down to the comments left below the articles. So many opinions were being expressed, and each one was completely against her. Some even questioned why the corporation wasn't transferred to Preston.
She tossed the tablet on the sofa, fingers combing through her hair.
"Are you okay?" Zayne asked.
"Don't I look okay?"
"No."
His eyes roamed over her.
Evelyn turned away to step back into the bathroom, but he was quick to grab her. "Talk to me."
