CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

Kelvin’s P.O.V

There she was – the lady we'd been searching for emerged from the mart, wearing a cap to conceal her identity.

She swiftly exited the store but before she could get away from our sight, Anika tugged at me, and we discreetly trailed her from a distance so we could remain unnoticed by her.

“This wasn't my plan; we were supposed to approach her and talk,” I remarked as we followed Anika.

“And do you really think she'd willingly talk? She'd bolt the moment she saw me, considering the way she wronged me. Plus, with the news of Richard's takeover of my company, there's no chance she'd agree to a conversation. We need to corner her – who knows if she's still connected to Richard. He might be buying her silence or threatening her. Either way, we have to follow her to her hideout rather than attempting to talk, as you suggested,” Anika explained, making a convincing case as we continued tailing the girl.

"That's clever," I complimented.

"I know," she replied with a slight