Ariana took a composed breath, her gaze shifting between Shawn and Adele before she said in a measured tone, “It’s quite commonplace, as the Fredricks own this mall.”

Recollection washed over Ariana, carrying her back to that initial return from abroad, when she and Sonia had ventured here to select gifts for Melon. In that bustling place, a man had caught her eye, his profile bearing an uncanny resemblance to Theodore’s.

And with that memory, a new revelation struck her.

It was Holden.

The cadence of Holden’s voice echoed Theodore’s, and there was a resemblance between their features, a similarity Melon had once remarked upon. A fanciful notion danced at the edges of Ariana’s thoughts.

Could Holden be Theodore?

Almost as swiftly as the thought surfaced, Ariana dismissed it, a wry twist touching her lips, dismissing the idea as preposterous. How could such a connection exist? Theodore, the heir of the esteemed Anderson family, tethered to the Fredrick lineage? It defied reason.

surely Darian would have showered him with favor, not the cold

if Theodore were truly Holden, retribution would have been well within his grasp. Why would he have had

didn’t align. How could Holden

with Theodore five years ago,

reflection, Ariana noted an absence — an incongruity. Theodore and Holden had never materialized together. Moreover, Theodore had seemed entwined with the BRD Group and Adrian, a connection that bore a semblance

to steady herself, feeling a touch of absurdity for ever entertaining the notion that Theodore and Holden were one and the

she couldn’t

twist of fate, Holden truly was Theodore, how had he allowed her

Angela’s Library

arm

up at her,

hug, Ariana adjusted her demeanor, offering a warm smile as she

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