When Timothyid eyes on , he felt like he had been transported back four years in time. She


    looked exactly as she did in his memories, igniting a rush of emotions within him.


    He couldn’t help but feel thrilled at their reunion.


    Caleb found himself unexpectedly confronting his own feelings as he beheld Mia standing before him,


    alive and well.


    Mia turned to face him. There was a mixture of grief and aloofness in her expression as she spoke,


    “Why, I’m surprised that you still remember my name.”


    Timothy inhaled sharply. He stared at her calmly as he asked, “Are you finally going to drop the act?”


    He knew that she’d been feigning ignorance. She recognized him, yet she purposely acted like she


    didn’t know him.


    Mia’s brows furrowed slightly, contemting his usation. If he believed she was merely acting, then


    perhaps she would oblige. With a nonchnt air, she replied, “Because it’s be tiresome.


    “Mia, do you have any idea how long I’ve been searching for you?” Timothy stared at her intently, his


    Adam’s apple bobbing subtly.


    There were so many things he wanted to say, but the words caught in his throat.


    He wanted to tell her that he had never suspected her of hurting Laura.


    Instinctively, Mia averted his gaze.


    With a practiced grace, she pulled out a chair and sat down. The perfectly cooked steak on the te


    seemed to hold her full attention.


    Finally, she said, “Mr. Barrett, our marriage ended the moment the divorce papers were signed. What


    possible reason could you have had for searching for me?”


    Based on her investigation, she was just an ordinary individual with no notable status or background.


    Mia was convinced that he had erased all her information out of concern that her existence might


    tarnish the Barrett family’s name if it became public knowledge.


    Still, she was intrigued by Timothy. What truly motivated him to seek her out after all this time?


    “I felt it necessary to rify matters.”


    Mia’s fork, scraping against her steak, paused mid–motion.


    “Go on, then. What do you have to say?”


    Timothy studied her intently, sensing something was off. However, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.


    Mia raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Barrett?”


    Timothy opted to steer the conversation elsewhere. “Why did you fake your death and disappear? Who


    is Ginger’s father?”


    “Tsk. Mr. Barrett, 1


    we’re at an impasse.”


    is the direction you intend to take our conversation, I’m afraid


    She had acted like her former self to uncover the truth behind her past. She had yet to regain her


    memories. But she couldn’t risk rming her brothers by pressing them for answers. Their impulsive


    nature might lead them to Xanier Ind, braving a storm in a helicopter.


    Not wanting toplicate things, Mia was left only with Timothy as her sole recourse. Little did she


    expect him to sidestep the issue entirely. She was appalled by his audacity to ask about Ginger’s


    father.


    Perhaps her brothers were right, after all. Her ex–husband was nothing but an asshole. Timothy


    seemed promising at first, but she was disappointed to find him no better than the


    rest.


    She met his gaze squarely and replied, “Surely you understand why I faked my death and left?”


    Timothy pressed his lips together. While heprehended the circumstances that led to her


    disappearance, he suspected her brothers likely faked her death without her consent.


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    He didn’t expect her to vanish for four whole years!


    Undeterred, he pressed on, “I understand about your brothers helping you disappear by faking your


    death, but I can’t fathom your ruthlessness. You went missing for four years! If our paths hadn’t


    crossed, how long would you have remained in hiding?”


    “So?”


    “So, your demeanor only reinforces the notion that you are indeed the culprit.”