The mysterious Billionaire's Wife; a lost heiress.
She followed.
As we ate, Mia kept glancing at her phone. She seemed distracted. I took it gently from her hands.
“Can you eat first? Work can wait.”
“Gosh, I was just looking at yesterday’s event. The lady who presented the award is Richard Cop’s wife. She looked stunning, but her voice reminded me so much of my mother.”
I nearly choked. Victoria’s words rang in my ears—“Elizabeth, the wife of Richard, is Mia’s mother.”
“You know, Robert, she had this familiar presence. If only I hadn’t been so drunk, maybe I could’ve figured it out. So I was checking it online.”