Alicia called Tyrone, but he didnât pick up.
She spent the whole afternoon in class, barely absorbing a word.
Winnie noticed something was off, and leaned over, whispering, âIs something wrong?â
Alicia shook her head. Honestly, she didnât know.
Maybe Tyrone was just busy...
During the last period, Easton got a call. As he stood to leave, he glanced at Alicia for a split second before slipping out early.
Aliciaâs fingers curled into a fist. She wasnât just being paranoidâher gut told her Eastonâs sudden departure had everything to do with Tyrone.
Had the old man finally forced Tyrone to leave?
Sheâd managed to keep her pregnancy a secret, using Winnieâs name at the clinic, so nobody should have found out...
âAlicia?â
The class had ended, but Alicia still hadnât snapped out of her daze. Winnie touched Aliciaâs forehead, checking for a feverânothing.
âCome on, Iâll walk you home,â Winnie said, concern etched on her face.
âHas Tyrone gotten in touch with you?â Alicia asked anxiously.
Something was wrong with Tyrone. In the past, even if he missed her call, heâd always call her back as soon as he saw it. But now, two hours had passed and still nothing.
âNo, nothing,â Winnie replied, checking her phone.
Alicia followed Winnie out of the building in a daze. Theyâd barely reached the gate when they ran into Clayton.
âNicole already left,â Winnie greeted him.
âIâm here to see Miss Shelton,â Clayton responded, turning to Alicia.
She looked at him, unsure why heâd suddenly sought her out. Was he here to deliver another message from Reginald? âWinnie, head home first. Iâll see you tomorrow.â
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Winnie nodded and waved, then called a cab.
âSo, what brings you here, Mr. Clayton?â Alicia asked, facing him.
âReginaldâs come to Seaview,â Clayton said, his tone unusually soft. âThereâs a project he needs to oversee personally. Heâd like to see you.â
Clayton was usually distant; this gentle tone was about as warm as he got.
But Alicia was in no mood to appreciate it. Her mind was stuck on Tyrone.
âAlright...â she sighed. Reginald wanting to see her could only mean trouble.
Sheâd heard his health wasnât great, and he almost never traveled far. Even the short flight from Harboridge to Seaview would be taxing for him.
There couldnât possibly be any project important enough to justify the strainânot at his age.
She could guess what this was about. It had to be about divorcing Tyrone.
âIf this is about making me divorce Tyrone, Iâm sorry, but thereâs really no point in me going. If I refuse, heâll just get upset,â Alicia murmured.
She didnât want to make enemies, but she wasnât giving up Tyrone.
Last night, sheâd asked for a divorceâif Tyrone had agreed, she would have walked away. But he hadnât. As long as Tyrone refused, Alicia wouldnât say yes to anyone elseânot even Reginald.
âItâs not about the divorce,â Clayton replied, sounding weary.
âThen...?â Alicia honestly couldnât think of any other reason Reginald would want to see her.
âIâm sorry. I donât really know the details myself,â Clayton said, avoiding her gaze.
The fewer people who knew about Aliciaâs true identity, the safer sheâd beâespecially with people like Brandon and Jade White lurking in the background. Even Alicia herself was better off not knowing.
Clayton had finally told Reginald the truth: that Alicia was Nicole. The old man, who had kept this to himself as long as he could, had finally given in.
He had to come to Seaview and see for himselfâthe granddaughter heâd been yearning for all these years.
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