The next morning, as soon as Charlotte stepped outside, she ran straight into Evander. She pretended nothing had happened the night before–just acted like she’d really been too drunk to remember.

“Vera said you brought me home last night. Thanks,” she said, and started toward the elevator.

He stepped in front of her, blocking her path, his eyes narrowing. “That’s

it?”

She raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“You really don’t remember the nonsense you said last night?”

Charlotte pressed her lips together, a frown knitting her brow. “It was drunken rambling, Mr. Howard. Why take it so seriously?”

Evander just stared at her in silence.

“The elevator’s here. Move,” she said, brushing past him to step inside.

The metal doors slid shut between them, their gazes lingering until the last moment before they each disappeared from view.

Evander stood there for a moment, unmoving, until his phone rang. It was Natalie.

“Mr. Howard, we’ve identified those two people. They’re not with Miss Winthrop or the Pembrokes. One of them is the owner of a beauty spa named Zoe.”

He frowned. “Donovan?”

related to Loretta Donovan’s family, but she’s well–connected in

“Keep an eye

private testing lab, a sealed envelope in

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Julian climbed in, he handed over the envelope. “I paid extra to

saw the

the report, scanning it himself–then looked up in surprise. “She really is…

the result in front of him, he couldn’t explain the

call from Wesley, asking her to

she arrived, Wesley was already waiting

Aren’t you supposed to be out searching

found her,” he

distracted, hardly

know, Charlotte. I thought I’d be happier when I found my real sister. But now that I have,

you

shrugged, “It’s just a

water. “Maybe it’s just because you’ve been

but there was no humor in

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her name?” Charlotte

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