Chapter Eighty-three

"Trevor?" Anne repeated, not sure she'd heard right. But when she saw Trevor walk up to them with a determined look on his face, she knew he really had something to say.

At the far end of the room, Lola and Asher's sisters kept gaping with open mouths. They were obviously just as unaware as she was.

No wonder he'd shown up randomly and seemed to know about the wedding even when no one else did.

When he reached up to them, he smiled and shook Asher's hand like they were old time friends.

"A lot of you don't know, but Mr Ingram is now a very good friend of mine," Trevor began, addressing the crowd.

"I have just started a small company in Chicago and it's very successful, all thanks to him."

He gave Anne a slight nod of acknowledgement before he brought out a small flashdrive.

"Some months ago, I met up with an old friend, Jason in Chicago. Unknown to me, he'd traced me there because he needed a favor from me. The favor was to burn down Anne's home with all of them in it."

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