Billionaire, I Am Not Your Wife! novel Chapter 81

Chapter 76: Resolution to find Sedona

Logan’s POV

“Where else would you go?” She said it simply, without sentiment, the way she’d always dealt with the obvious things that clearly did not need explaining because the reason was obvious. “You’ve been coming to this house your whole life when things were too large to carry alone and i have been here for you every single time that you came through that door seeking me, the child that i knew rather than the man you forced yourself to be. That’s what i am here for.”

I stood watching the sky brighten slowly but surely, the light blue that preceded the dark showing up, tinting the sky as the cries of birds were beginning to be heard.

“I need to arrange things before i go out there and find Sedona myself,” I said. “Nick’s care, while I’m-I don’t know how long this will take and i do not want to disrupt him from his daily routine here, he is too young to be on the road with me, and stay indoors alone in hotel rooms while i find his mother. He can’t come with me, not while he’s still recovering from last night, not while I don’t know what I’m walking into.” I paused. “I’ll have to call my mother.”

Something moved across Brooke’s expression at that. Not quite displeasure-she was too controlled for that-but something adjacent to it. “Will she be willing?”

“She’ll be willing to watch Nick. Whether she’ll be willing to do it without commentary is another question. “I knew that my mother was going to be a hard nut to crack and she was going to be very displeased about me searching for the same woman she despised all along.

“Logan.” Brooke’s voice stopped me at the edge of the sitting room. “When you speak to Sherry-about the things she said to Sedona. About the part she played in all of this.” She paused, measuring her words as she continued speaking.

“Don’t let her reframe it. She’s very good at reframing things into versions of events that center her own intentions rather than the impact of what she did, she is going to try to make herself look like the victim and Sedona the instigator. Don’t let her do that. Not this time

I thought about what Sedona had come home to that day, with that hospital reports and finding my mum, saying spiteful things to her.

“I won’t,” I said.

I drove home through a city that was beginning to wake up as people were moving out and about, trying to catch the morning bus to work.

Mrs. Peterson was in the kitchen when I arrived, which meant Nick wasn’t up yet.

“How is he?” I asked.

“Still sleeping. His temperature is normal, the swelling around his eyes has come down completely.” She hesitated. “He asked for her again. When I checked on him around five.”

Resolutionlend Sedona

+drank the coffee. “I know.”

“Mr. Hayes. I don’t want to overstep.”

“Go ahead.”

Chaum

“Whatever is happening with Mrs. Hayes-wherever she is-Nick needs her. He’s been declining since she left in ways, that doesn’t show like the skin allergies but that doesn’t mean that it is real. He’s quieter. He’s eating less. He asks for her every day and accepts the answer and asks again the next day as if he believes eventually the answer will be different.

She folded her hands on the counter. “I’ve worked for several families. I’ve watched children lose attachment figures. I know what it looks like.”

“I’m going to find her.”

“Good. What do you need me to do?”

“I need to make a trip. I don’t know exactly when or for how long, but I’ll need someone here with Nick. Someone he knows and trusts.”

“I’m here.”

“I need backup for you as well. In case this takes more than a few days. I’m going to call my mother.”

The expression on Mrs. Peterson’s face remained professionally neutral. If she had any personal opinions about that suggestion, she made sure it did not show on her face.

“I’ll be here,” she said again, which to me seemed like it’s own kind of reassurance.

I went to the study and called Marcus Reeve first.

He answered on the second ring, which meant he was either an early riser or he’d been expecting to hear

from me. I didn’t ask which.

“I have more to work with,” I said. “Her real name may not be Hayes. That might be her married name or something she chose when she was starting over. But her first name is Sedona, possibly Claire as a middle name, i saw it in the divorce papers, she grew up in seattle, might be related to someone named Cameron, a brother or a cousin. She played tennis a lot as a child or teenager and her background is someone that comes from a rich background or well to do.”

There was a pause on the other end.

“That’s significantly more than we had yesterday,” Reeve said.

“I know. How long?”

“If she competed in junior tournaments, there are USTA records going back decades. If her family has any public profile-business, philanthropy, anything-there’ll be digital history. A day, maybe two.”

“I need it faster if possible.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Another pause. “Mr. Hayes. When we find her, you should be prepared for the possibility that she doesn’t want to be found. By you, specifically.”

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Resolutiontend Setota

+know.

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