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-“

abruptly. He shifted his gaze

be Dillon Brook?” “Dillon

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

that the person they had been searching for was lurking around

suspicious after coincidentally meeting her and told Trevor to look her

really is Dillon Brook, then… the fire back then might not be an accident. I need

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

“Sure.” Trevor paused before adding, “Is anyone in Caline giving

chuckled. “I just taught Darcie’s assistant a lesson today. Although I don’t have as much authority as her,

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