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?

voice cut through my thoughts, and I blinked, coming back to

few months. She was rocking a baggy trench coat that mostly hid her rounded belly. She’d kept herself up well

met her gaze, my own

me down, no love lost in her eyes, “Are

my l*p, offering no denial, and quirked an eyebrow. “Trash? I was under the impression they were facts.”

biting, sure, but it was all facts. Why was

was a stormy shade of gray, fists clenched at her sides. She bit her l*p, and after what felt like forever, she cracked a smile, challenging me with her gaze. “So what if it’s true? You think Iddy’s gonna buy any of 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

and I leaned back against the wall casually.

scrunched her brows, confused.

and I had

really think if I walk away, he’s gonna run

speechless, eyes