Mr Billionaire's Forgotten Heir
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iet that didn't just happen-it was cultivated. Every creak of the wooden bo
y focus was elsewhere. People glanced at me from the corners of their eyes, quick
d cinnamon rolls wrapped around me like a comforting hug. Ab
said, her smile p
o crack her defenses. "Be
here," she replie
conversation in Theo's direction. "So, ho
survive without a good cup of co
it," I said, keeping my tone casual. "E
ing. "We look out for each oth
easily. I sat down at a corner table, pretending to scroll o
r man said as he walked
" Abby replied,
grabbed his coffee. "Tourist?" he as
that," I said, f
the window. "If you're her
use
trangers," he said simp
stomach flipped. So, th
sked, keeping
t friendly. "Because we don'
k, and he shrugged
conversation in my head. These people weren't j
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o's
her presence, even if I hadn't seen he
They always did, eventually. But she wasn't like the others-pu
for a story. She was t
ment. That hope died the second I saw her sittin
ing glance as I app
g," she murmured
," I mutte
"Be careful, Theo. She's
e, but of course
her voice cutting through
ilent. I turned slow
ent to talk?" she
said f
s ab
t her off, walking
oing to solve anythin
I turned back to her. "You don't know
her eyes gleamed with challenge. "You're
softly. "Find someone el
ord, the weight of her g
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Stubborn. But most of all, he was a puz
at the docks clammed up the second I mentioned his name. The shopkeepers gave me polite but curt answ
to understanding the man
ugging at my hair. From here, I could see Theo's cottage-a modest,
as he
s. I turned to see him walking along the cliffsi
't seen
stance. I told myself it wasn
d. The sunset painted the sky in shades of gold and
the camera's settings and framing his sho
und beneath
of the cliff crumbl
bbing onto a root to ke
s hands gripping my arms and hau
doing?" he snapped, his
asped, my heart
muscle ticking in his
ess. "But you saved me,
n his expression-concern, maybe? Bu
id, his voice so
aving me sprawled on the gro
ost guarded man I'd ever met