Chapter 18

CARLYLE’S POV

“You don’t have to worry. It’s my treat.”

Was this some kind of ridicule? Who does she think she is? In fact, who is Rex himself? Compared to my status and authority, they were nothing. All along, there, amidst the hustle of serving tables, was someone I couldn’t quite place but whose familiarity tugged at the edges of my memory.

I was about to speak, but about three waiters came around with trays of expensive. dishes, gently placing it on the table which served as the boundary between me and Rex’s sister.

The first waiter dropped the food and left, the second did the same and followed suit. The third one did the same and turned to leave too. Raising my head at that moment, a flicker of recognition sparked within me, but it didn’t click well.

On instinct to get a subtle confirmation, I decided to test my intuition. Intentionally, let my handkerchief slip from my grasp, fluttering to the floor, then I pushed it out in the

with

my leg, all to the unawareness of sister.

Rex’s

open

“Excuse me,” I called out to her almost immediately, raising my hand slightly.

“How may I help you, sir?” She turned to attend to my needs.

me with that?” My voice carried a measured casualness, but my eyes held an intentional

our eyes met in a silent exchange. The veil of anonymity that shrouded her role in my memory began

of my past. My heart skipped a beat as her name reverberated around my listening senses, a name that echoed through the corridors of my

Sidonnic!” Her name alone stirred something

standing before me – Sidonnie, my mate whom I had tirelessly sought. The cacophony of the surroundings. faded into a distant hum

joyous whine of Laryl, my

Chapter 18

orchestrated our reunion in the most unexpected of

our eyes locked with an understanding that transcended

tension hung in the air. I noticed her countenance. change by a subtle stiffening of her posture that betrayed a mix of emotions. Recognition dawned in her gaze, accompanied by a flicker of something else

brought with it a mixture of emotions. The restaurant’s lively

our gaze still locked. Rex’s sister stared

Sidonnie replied, walking away

sister looked at me

concern..

something going

her head respectfully, leaving I and Rex’s sister to ourselves, her face. looking all white with anxiety.

reassurance, but all she found was the distant gaze fixed on another. Uncertainty. painted her face as she grappled with the sudden disconnect, wondering

to ask me such a question,”

and to get married, we have to make sure some steps. take place first of which talking is part of it. Acting up won’t take us anywhere, Mr

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