'Mr. Sinclair? Michael? How did he find this place?' Elianad thought.

Annoyed but composed, Eliana turned to Margaret to show him in. As an added precaution, she asked another housekeeper to take Hopey upstairs for her bath.

Michael entered the villa with a confident stride, his harp gaze quickly found Eliana in the living room. She stood by couch, wearing a fitted long dress. her slightly curled hair falling over her shoulders with a silver diamond hairpin on her ...