any floor of his study. 'Alfred,
ir,' Alfred replied, his voice calm and collected amidst the storm of Dashiell's impatience. 'But I do requir
et to the point, Alfred,' he snapped. 'Tell me everything you know about
find a live-in nurse for you, I went to an agency which specialised in providing such services. Mrs Kellan
d probably be disappointed to learn about the divorce. Especially con
n back. But she either lost her phone or threw it away, and I don't know where she coul
d on him-he knew so little about the woma
rther jab. 'Perhaps you'll find the information you're looki
it to Dashiell. It contained Elodie's qualificatio
onse was immediate and disheartening: 'The nu
himself, typing a curt message asking Elodie to call him. It bounced
anished into thin air, leaving him with nothing but a handf
lk to that agency which recommended Elodie. Find out eve
I'll get to it r
orrow. Now I need you to get
ut with a resounding thud that spoke volumes about his opinion o
*
s, cast a soft glow on Dashiell and Selene. The air hummed with gentle chatter and
awed at him, a persistent
he bustling city with pockets as empty as her room, was an easy target. The woman was undeniab
e of the mysterious million dollars found in her room – he wouldn't be in this predic
table, her touch a gentle counterpoint to the tumult within him
xpression a mask of nonchala
lips as she sighed. 'Dashiell,' she began, her voice a silken thread weaving arou
't confirm, nor deny, the truth. His mother's disdain for Selene was an open book, a constant thorn in his side. He c
to Miriam?' Selene continued. 'Perhaps
pontaneous combustion. He imagined the sparks flying, the verbal daggers drawn, and the ensuing hur
him whiplash. He couldn't let this happen. The potential fallout w
er than he felt. 'I'm sure sh
ointment that Dashiell, in his self-absorption, failed t
the young nurse was undeniable. Perhaps, through Elodie's gentle persuasion, Miriam's h
found it increasingly ha
colate mousse adorned with a single, glistening st
all she came up with was chocolate an
face
onstructed illusion, a dream of a proposal that was rap