Trevor’s expression turned stern upon at Stella’s words. After all, he had not met Paul in person before, so he found her speculation more credible than his.

“So, are you suggesting that the person isn’t Paul Morant?”

Stella felt she was about to uncover the truth, but it seemed veiled by something elusive that clouded her judgment.

She frowned as she repeatedly recalled the person she had seen that day: slim, short, and heavily dressed. However, their exposed skin lacked the roughness of a man and held an unexpected daintiness.

“Trevor, what was the name of Paul’s fiancee who died in the fire? Do you have a photo of her?”

Trevor shook his head. “I don’t. Paul’s father’s friend said that he met her when he was teaching in Rivera. She was also in the medical-“

stopped speaking abruptly. He shifted his gaze to Stella

be Dillon Brook?”

shushing gesture. Stella was overwhelmed as

that the person they had been searching

meeting her and told Trevor to look

her. If she really is Dillon Brook, then… the fire back then might not be an accident. I need to know more about her first. Let’s not raise any unwanted

the other day when I asked her a couple of questions and immediately left in a hurry. Be patient, and don’t rush into anything. After all, she’ll be

things slow.” “Sure.” Trevor paused before adding, “Is anyone in Caline giving you problems

as her, I have

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