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“She was ….” He pauses as if searching for the right answer. “She looked dangerous, I didn’t want her near you.”

I stare at him as I reconcile his words, they bounce around in my head like an echo.

Bullshit.

“Where is Stefan?”

“He…is getting some lunch. We will meet up with him later.”

Why are you lying to me?

Who was that fucking woman and why wasn’t she allowed to talk to me?

EDWARD

“And this point here.” I point to the screen.

My phone vibrates and the name Philippe lights up the screen.

“I have to take this, excuse me.” I stand and walk out of the boardroom. “Yes,” I answer.

“Isadora just tried to approach Alora,” he snaps.

I clench my jaw. “Where was she?”

“In the street, Alora was in a café and she saw her and tried to enter.”

“What did you do?”

“We stopped her.”

“Where is she now?”

“Stefan has her.”

Fury fills me. “I’m on my way.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

ALORA

“And through here I was wanting it to feel really luxe,” Mrs. Dupont tells me.

“Yes.” I smile as I continue taking notes. “The color of the drapes, are you keeping that aesthetic?”

“No. We are changing it, but I guess it depends on the pieces you find as to where we go with it.”

“Right.” I continue to scribble in my pad, I walk over to the window of the upstairs bedroom and look down out onto the street, Philippe and the car are gone.

What the actual fuck is going on?

They would never leave me unaccompanied at a random house.

“And this over here,” Mrs. Dupont continues as she walks through to a dressing room.

Ugh…. I just want this over with so I can call Edward for answers. I don’t know much about anything, but I do know that woman was no stranger and the boys didn’t want her talking to me.

But why?