Our Secret Baby
“For your information, Draco Sandrelli, I wasn’t hiding. I went to visit my father. I do that sometimes on my days off.”
“I’m impressed that you take days off,” Draco said, whistling softly. “According to your staff, that doesn’t happen often. Some coincidence, don’t you think, that you should slip out of my apartment without saying good-bye and then go incommunicado immediately after that? Looks like hiding to me.”
“What you think isn’t important to me. What do you want, anyway? The restaurant, as you can see, is closed.”
“Hmm, what do I want? A leading question, no?”
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