She lowered her head and said, “Mr. Everly, I just happened to overhear something. If you’d like to know, I can tell you, but please, don’t tell Liliana, okay?”
Finnian gave a slight nod in agreement. Nora continued, “I was passing by a dressing room just now and heard two people arguing inside. It was Keith and Amara. It seemed like they were having a conflict about their marriage.”
Nora repeated the few sentences she had overheard to Finnian.
Finnian’s expression had tensed the moment he heard Amara’s name. Now, after hearing Nora’s account, his eyes darkened.
Nora felt a pang of anxiety. What was Mr. Everly thinking? What if he didn’t actually care about Amara and Keith fighting? Then she would have made a mistake by telling him.
As her mind raced, Finnian suddenly stood up. “I have to go. Don’t tell Liliana I was here. I’ll text her.”
With that, he left.
Staring at the empty dressing room, Nora felt a wave of relief after her initial shock.
It seemed Mr. Everly really did care more about Amara. She suddenly felt a flicker of anticipation, wondering what might happen between them now.
After leaving the venue, Finnian repeatedly called Amara, but she didn’t pick up once.
He then called the event organizer to ask where Amara was, only to be told that she had already left.
So Finnian drove back to the Everly family estate, but when he asked the staff, they all said they hadn't seen Amara.
Finnian’s brow furrowed. Not only could he not find Amara, but she wasn’t answering his calls either. What was going on?
Startled by being suddenly lifted and seeing Finnian’s face, Amara gasped.
“Mr. Everly, what are you doing here?”
She scrambled to her feet and instinctively touched her face. Relieved that her tears had dried, she failed to notice that her red-rimmed eyes were a dead giveaway that she had been crying.
Finnian didn’t answer her question. Instead, he asked, “Why were you hiding here? What happened?”
“I’m fine. I was just out for a walk and got tired, so I rested for a bit,” Amara offered a flimsy lie.
Finnian stared at her for a moment, then suddenly took her by the wrist and began walking briskly forward. Amara called out to him from behind, but he didn't stop. He led her out of the neighborhood and bundled her into his car.

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