Chapter 111

Adrian POV

Kelly’s voice was steady over the phone, but I could hear the exhaustion beneath it.

"I’m fine, Adrian. I’m coping," she said.

I didn’t believe her.

The media storm around her had only gotten worse. Protesters outside her office, articles tearing apart her past, accusations flying without a shred of proof.

I ran a hand over my face, gripping the phone tighter. "And the kids?"

“Harper and Aiden are doing well. I'll make sure of it," she replied, then paused. Then she exhaled softly. "You don’t have to worry about me, Adrian."

She was lying. But pressing her wouldn’t help.

My fingers hovered over my notes, my eyes drifting back to the old photograph I had found. Evelyn stood beside a woman who looked so much like Kelly it was hard to ignore. The resemblance wasn’t subtle, it was enough to make my chest tighten the longer I stared at it.

My mind had been circling the same que