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-“

shifted

it be Dillon

shushing gesture. Stella was overwhelmed as she lowered her voice. Trembling, she said,

not believe that the person they had been searching for

Stella had not become suspicious after coincidentally meeting her and told Trevor to look her up, they might never have found

she lives first and try to get close to 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.

her a couple of questions and immediately left in a hurry. Be patient, and don’t rush into anything. After all,

take things slow.” “Sure.” Trevor paused before adding, “Is anyone

today. Although I don’t have as much authority as her, I

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