I barely remember how I got back to my room.

I paced in my room for two hours while biting my nails. Enzo’s voice was ringing in my ears, the jet, the mansion, working for bad people. Old money.

Could he be a person like that? I still couldn’t believe anything Max had said. So, I decided on doing my own search even though I was afraid of answers.

There was some time until Di would wake up.

I searched his name first. Aiden ...