Page 77 of Secret Heir For The Billionaire Twin

The dry edge in his tone feels more familiar than the coldness from earlier.

I look down at my notes.

“I also want to compare some of the early board records against the engineering timelines,” I tell him.

“Daniel said someone from the archive team would take me downstairs.”

“I’ll take you.”

I look up.

“You?”

“Yes.”

“I thought you’d be busy.”

“I cleared the afternoon.”

That surprises me more than it should.

“You cleared your afternoon to show me files?”

Julian leans back slightly.

“If you’d rather have someone else take you—”

“That’s not what I said.”

His eyes meet mine.

“No?”

“No.”

The room goes quiet for a moment.

I adjust my grip on the notebook.

“I just didn’t expect you to volunteer.”

“I know where the records are.”

“I’m sure several other people do too.”

“They do.”

“Then why you?”

Julian’s gaze holds mine a second longer than necessary.

“Because I said I would.”

The answer is simple, but something underneath it shifts the air between us.

I stand before I can examine it too closely.

“All right,” I say. “Lead the way.”