Abigail
I stared at Finnegan, my heart starting to race faster with each second.
I had literally spent the night in his arms — he couldn't possibly be hiding another thing like a whole ass twin brother again, could he?
The yacht trip had been a beautiful escape, but reality always came crashing back. How long would this last?
God, I was so sick of it. Finnegan's eyes softened as he gazed at me. He tried to brush it off with that calm voice of his. "It's nothing you need to worry about right now, Abigail. Just some legal moves I had to make."
Angel bounced on her toes, sauntering closer. "It's nothing. Dad sued Grandma! It's all over the news. Everybody's talking about how the Wolfe CEO is accusing the matriarch of being involved in the murder of his assistant's parents. And they're saying, get this Abby, that uncle Devin is alive! It's everywhere!"
The words hit me like a slap.
I froze, staring at Finnegan. "You… what?"
