CHAPTER 126 MRS MICHEAL.

The door creaked open, and Michael stepped inside. Madison hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, but she had to know what was going on. She took a deep breath and followed him, slipping into the room just as the door was closing. Michael turned, his eyes narrowing as he saw her. "Madison, what are you doing here?" he whispered urgently. Madison's eyes adjusted to the dim light, and she saw they were in some sort of study or library. There were books lining the walls, and a large desk in the center of the room. But what caught her attention was the group of people gathered around the desk, their faces illuminated only by the flickering light of candles. "Who are these people, Michael?" Madison demanded, her voice barely above a whisper. Michael's eyes darted nervously to the group, then back to her. "Just business associates, Madison. It's nothing for you to worry about." But Madison's instincts were screaming at