Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 55

Stella Hawthorne was a woman shrouded in secrets.

Julius felt a relentless itch in the back of his mind, an overwhelming urge to unravel every single mystery surrounding her.

Beyond that, ever since she healed his legs, he noticed that other part of him was functioning perfectly again, too.

Lately, watching her sleep peacefully with that beautiful, serene face of hers, dark thoughts had started creeping in. He found himself desperately wanting to rip that stupid body pillow out of her arms and take its place.

Just this morning, when he woke up, his boxers had been...

Ugh. This was getting dangerously out of hand.

Yet, the idea of moving to a separate bedroom was entirely out of the question.

He was addicted to watching her fall asleep every night. He refused to give that up.

Was he actually falling for her?

Right in the middle of his chaotic spiral, Marsh called again.

"Boss, I pulled the footage from the Recess Club. Turns out your wife and the Jennings family heiress, Sylvie Jennings, arrived at the club together this morning.

From the looks of it, they're really close friends. I'll send over a few stills in a second. But we still don't have a positive ID on the pigtail girl from the ring.

When she left, she deliberately avoided the cameras. We only caught a girl with a ponytail and a baseball cap leaving around that exact time.

Her outfit—a white tee and jeans—perfectly matches what your wife wore out today. I just can't see her face, so I can't confirm it's a hundred percent her.

I even pulled the street cams outside the club. After she walked out, she hopped straight onto a passing bus."

Marsh hung up, and seconds later, a series of security stills pinged onto Julius's phone.

The grainy camera footage wasn't perfectly clear, but the outfit on the pigtail girl was undeniably identical to what Stella had been wearing.

Wasn't Stella supposed to be some country bumpkin? How did she end up best friends with the Jennings heiress?

Julius had assumed she didn't know a single soul in the city.

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