Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 585

“I asked you to look into Claire yesterday. Did you find out anything?”

Miles kept his head down. “I’m sorry, but there’s really nothing. Back then, everyone believed Claire was dead. No one kept tabs on her. After all these years, it’s nearly impossible to pick up any kind of trail.”

He hesitated, then added, “It’s the same with Ms. Monroe’s mother and your father’s accident. Too much time has passed. There’s almost nowhere to start.”

Thirteen years had gone by. Time could blur almost everything. That wreck was officially labeled an accident, and after so long, surveillance footage and evidence would be next to impossible to find. Digging into it now felt hopeless.

Julian’s face was clouded, his expression cold. The silence stretched between them for a few seconds before he finally stood up and strode out of the study. Miles hurried after him.

Outside, Julian stopped and glanced at the closed bedroom door. He frowned, then said, “Have the hotel send up breakfast.”

“Yes, sir… Maybe you should change before you go out. It’s chilly,” Miles reminded him.

Julian finally looked down and realized he was still in yesterday’s clothes. He paused, then nodded. “Bring me something clean to wear.”

He didn’t return to the room he shared with Madeline. Instead, he walked into a different one.

Miles scratched his head, wondering why his boss wouldn’t just go back and change in his own room. The truth was, Julian wasn’t avoiding his room—he just didn’t know how to face Madeline. He didn’t want to keep secrets from her, but his thoughts were a mess and he had no idea how to answer her questions.

Inside, Madeline sat on the sofa scrolling through her phone. She’d already seen the Ballard family’s announcement and watched Claire’s video. Neither of it surprised her.

It was obvious Claire had tricked the elders. Even if they were clueless, there’s no way they’d have declared Claire as Ms. Ballard without checking things out first. That interview looked staged from start to finish. Now, anyone who didn’t know the truth would think Claire was the real, recognized Ms. Ballard.

But fake is fake, no matter how official it sounds. Announcing it to the world wouldn’t make it real. The higher Claire climbed, the harder she’d fall. Madeline wasn’t planning to waste her time on it.

There was a knock at the door.

“Ms. Monroe.”

It was Miles. Madeline got up and opened the door to see him standing respectfully in the hall. She asked, “You guys finished talking?”

Miles nodded. “Yes, Ms. Monroe. I’m just here to grab a change of clothes for Mr. Grayson.”

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