The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 726

His eyes landed on Leilani. Seeing a woman standing so close to Callahan—and looking entirely comfortable in that proximity—made Jacko's smile freeze. Absolute shock and undisguised curiosity flooded his expression.

He looked Leilani up and down, as if evaluating a rare, legendary piece of equipment that had just materialized in his shop.

And honestly, Jacko's shock was completely justified.

In all the years he had known Callahan.

He had never once seen the man bring a woman around.

Callahan had always been notoriously aloof, keeping a strict distance from any romantic entanglements.

At one point, Jacko and the crew legitimately wondered if he was entirely immune to women.

Yet here they were. They hadn't seen each other in a while.

And suddenly the lone wolf was actually settling down?

Noticing Jacko's intense stare, Callahan naturally slid his arm around Leilani's shoulders, pulling her just a fraction closer. His tone was perfectly calm as he made the introduction.

"Jacko, this is my fiancée, Leilani Sloan."

He glanced down at her, his voice softening. "Leilani, this is Jacko. He owns the place. An old friend."

"Fiancée?!"

Jacko nearly dropped his polishing cloth. His eyes were wide as saucers, his shock rapidly giving way to intense, burning curiosity.

What kind of goddess descended from the heavens to tame a man like Callahan Langley?

Jacko practically studied her now, his gaze raking over her serene expression and flawless posture, desperate to uncover the secret to how she had "conquered" his friend.

Leilani felt the weight of Jacko's unfiltered scrutiny, but she didn't flinch or look away.

Jacko was silently amazed.

This girl looked young, yet standing amidst a mountain of hardcore lethal weaponry and next to a formidable presence like Callahan, she didn't look out of place for a second.

Her gaze was steady, radiating an effortless composure.

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