Facade of Love

Chapter 155 Idris Clueless?

Ensio chimed in, business–like, “Mrs. Young was holed up in Hartfield for a good stretch. Heard from Alex that she caught Lucas’s eye and he had her stick around for a bit. But how she got out? That’s a mystery. Hartfield’s like a fortress, and hey, we’re talking five years back. No leads.”

I pulled my hand back, spun on my heel, and walked away, my mind racing. Why was Idris digging up ancient history?

He was not just snooping into my past, but Moore’s too.

Was it because Alex showed up that he smelled a rat? Maybe he was trying to piece together his

hunch, or…

I caught my breath and shook off the thoughts. That stuff from five years ago was water under the bridge. Whatever Idris dug up now would not matter. Even if he figured out I was his savior back then, his bond with Moore was not just for show. When push comes to shove, would he really turn his back on Moore?

thoughts, and I blinked, coming back

miss now, and by the looks of it, she would be a mom in a few months. She was rocking a baggy trench coat that mostly hid her rounded belly. She’d kept herself up well her

met her gaze, my own steady, and asked, “What’s

no love lost in her eyes,

denial, and quirked an eyebrow. “Trash? I

it was all facts. Why was Moore pretending it was all cheap lies?

that? To him, it’s just your way of throwing shade. You really think all this is gonna make him hate me? Yvette, save your breath. You’ll never get

in–your–face attitude made me squint, and I leaned back against the wall

brows,

looking for me, and I had a whole lot of steam to blow off. She

he’s gonna run to

eyes bulging with fury.