Veronica was fuming mad.

‘William, this old stick-in-the-mud, was being so controlling!’

"That's not it." William withdrew his hand. "I came to explain about the model situation."

Veronica laughed, and spat out, "Model? Which model?"

There had been at least eight or ten models he'd been linked to in rumors. The most recent one was a supermodel.

William glanced into her room. "May I come in?"

Veronica said nothing but moved aside to let him in, ...