LEO’S POV The door of the private lounge clicked shut, and my bodyguard gave me a slight nod. Behind him stood Mr. Robert. His eyes darted between the bodyguards flanking me, making him look like a lost sheep. “Mystic Voice…?” he stammered, stunned. “What a shock! My God, I—I didn’t expect you here. How exactly did you get invited?” I was still wearing my signature face mask, which made it easier for him to recognize me. I didn’t bother with theatrics. “An anonymous fan reached out,” I said. “She told me her sister’s engagement was happening here and that they were a big fan of mine.” “Ah—that must be Zoey, the celebrant’s twin,” he said quickly. “No. I remember asking her name. She said Charlotte.” His expression faltered for a fraction of a second, but he recovered too fast. “Charlotte?” he repeated. “Yes. Who is she?” “Oh—Charlotte is their half-sister. My stepdaughter,” he replied with a forced smile. “I’d like to meet this Charlotte,” I said lightly. Robert flashed
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