Rebirth Into My Second Chance novel Chapter 322

Garrett seemed to notice I was watching him. He started walking toward me, but the closer he got, the more his guilt showed. He abruptly changed direction and went to greet someone else.

It only confirmed my suspicions. He wasn't Max. As for Max, he must have gone somewhere with Babur this morning, and Garrett had used the opportunity to pull a classic bait and switch, luring him away.

Just then, Helen approached me and whispered in my ear, "The real Mr. Hilton is being held up by Garrett's men at the outer perimeter. Garrett came prepared. Mr. Hilton didn't take many people with him when he left, so I've already sent our own men to bring him in."

As she spoke, Garrett walked toward us again. The gentle expression was gone, replaced by a cold, condescending look. "Figured it out already? How boring."

He wore Max's face but had dropped the act entirely, looking like a petulant child. He held out a ring box to me. "I borrowed this for a bit. It doesn't really fit. Here, take it back."

Then he turned to Helen. "My brother's on his way. Don't tell him I was impersonating him just now."

He shot me a quick glance before snatching Lucky from my arms. "Might as well make the allergy pill worth it. Time for some serious petting."

Helen and I watched him walk away, momentarily speechless. We looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"How do you think Mr. Hilton will punish him?" Helen asked, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Max rarely punishes anyone," I said. The Max I knew was always emotionally stable, unless I was the one who provoked him. He'd only get angry and call me by my full name, Claire Floyd, if I ran off without telling him. Otherwise, I'd never seen him lose his temper.

"Mr. Hilton will make him copy texts."

I was taken aback.

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