Just as Helen’s fingers brushed against the clasp of the box, Ethan’s phone shrilled.
“Let me go!” Isabella’s voice, choked with panicked sobs, burst from the speaker. “Ethan! Help me!”
All warmth vanished from Ethan’s face, replaced by a mask of cold fury. Without a word, he turned and sprinted away.
Helen froze. “Mr. Carter, if you don’t check the delivery, I’ll have to ship the packages immediately.”
“Then ship them!” he threw over his