No Strings Attached

Teo's gaze froze as the name escaped her lips. Ford was the Hayes family's butler and the lone casualty of that devastating blaze years ago.

How on earth could Katherine know him? And why did she have such a vivid memory of that fire?

He stared at Katherine, his expression a mix of shock and curiosity. "Apart from Ford, do you have any other memories?"

Katherine shook her head. "I don't remember him at all. It's just that his name keeps coming up in my nightmares. I think he must have saved me, and it was from a fire, no less." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"But the surveillance footage from the time of the fire showed only Ford entering the building."

Teo felt a rush of panic. If Katherine had been there during the fire, it wasn't a simple accident. It was arson.

a week earlier, around two in the afternoon, is missing a crucial fifteen minutes-it was deliberately cut." Teo furrowed his brow at him. "You suspect your mother was locked in there during that

"It's a possibility."

to rescue them. If that's the case, it wouldn't have been someone from the Hayes family." Hearing this, a cool shadow passed over Brodie's eyes. "It's not unheard

was almost certain now that his mother had that accident in that fire. The

Meanwhile...

a restless night, plagued by nightmares due to the shock she'd experienced. She dreamt of lan, bloodied and bruised,

her kidnapper collapse in a pool of

the shower, the scent of soap clung to his skin. His hair was still dripping, beads of water trailing down his chiseled jawline, slipping over his collarbone, and disappearing

her voice hoarse and unrecognizable. "Ian." She

bent down and kissed her forehead, his voice warm with affection.

Clara nodded slightly, "Yes."