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Chapter 23

Author: Kathy Pearl
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-17 01:51:29

"My name is Dahlia," I told him with an aggravated frown, "I don't know what the hell you're talking about."

He was still staring at me with that disconcerting look on his face, "No." He finally said, shaking his head, "you're definitely Daisy. I know those eyes anywhere."

I whipped to face him, and he quickly stepped away. I eyed him warily, unsure what was running through his mind. I looked away, turning to face the now smoking engine, and raked my fingers through my hair.

"Are you like a superhero or something?" I looked up, raising my brows. "Officer worker by day, rebel artist by night."

I blinked, caught off guard. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, my voice stern. "If you'll excuse me."

I peered hard at the engine in front of me, trying to decipher what I could do to make it better. It seemed like I had no other alternative but to call Dad, he was the only one who could get me out of this fix,

And this crazy man who didn't want to accept what I was telling him.
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