Page 252 of Secret Heir For The Billionaire Twin

I drag a hand across my face.

“I did not know,” Adrian says again.

“Not about the pregnancy. Not about Theo.”

I lean against the low wall beside the path.

After a moment, Adrian asks, “What is he like?”

The question catches me off guard.

“I do not know.”

“You met him,” he says

“For five minutes.”

“That is still five minutes more than I have.”

I look down at the phone.

“He is quiet,” I say.

“Observant.”

Adrian’s voice softens.

“And his name is Theo?”

“I think so.”

“You think so?”

“I am learning this at the same time you are.”

Adrian exhales. “Right.”

For a few seconds, neither of us says anything.

Then he asks, “What are you going to do?”

“I do not know yet.”

“That is probably the first sensible answer you have given me all day,” he says.

I almost smile, but it never gets there.

“I am staying in Los Angeles for now.”

“Good.”

“I need time to figure out what happened and what happens next.”

Adrian says, “Then take it.”

“I may need you to cover more in New York.”

“I already am.”