— Elliot Monroe!

Yup, the man in that private room earlier... it was him!

From the moment he called out to her, Sera Monroe had actually recognized his voice.

But deep down, she'd been clinging to that last shred of hope—maybe she was wrong. Maybe it wasn't him.

But now, looking at that tall, broad-shouldered frame—even with the mask on—she knew.

There was no doubt about it.

It was Elliot. Elliot Monroe.

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