"She'll be back the day after tomorrow."
Willow answered with quiet certainty.
The day after tomorrow was her mother's memorial. She believed, deep in her heart, that her father would make it home for that day—he always had, in both this life and the last, never missing a single anniversary.
Except, of course, for that one awful year when he'd been wrongfully imprisoned.
Ms. Whitmore reached over and gently squeezed Willow's hand, her gaze warm and maternal. "When you and your dad have some free time, don't forget to come visit us old folks in the manor," she said with a soft smile.
A sting of emotion pricked Willow's eyes. She nodded, voice barely above a whisper. "We will. I promise."
In her previous life, she'd been so afraid of revealing her grief that she'd simply left her gift for the Redmonds at the door and slipped away without a word. Later, when her teacher learned she'd left without saying hello, she'd been so upset she called Willow that very night. Only then did Willow find out that Ms. Whitmore and Professor Payne had also come by and wanted to see her—but she'd already vanished.
After that, she'd thrown herself into her secret work, developing military stealth drones, and found even less time to visit Ms. Whitmore.
Now, with Ms. Whitmore well into her seventies, every visit was precious. Who knew how many more chances there would be? She had to cherish every one.
Meanwhile, Evelyn, having dragged Major down from the Redmonds' upstairs study, had no intention of attending the birthday banquet. She told Major to drive them straight out of the estate.
On the road, Major couldn't help himself. Gripping the steering wheel, he glanced at Evelyn's reflection in the rearview mirror. "Eve, you said that Willow girl has no morals. What exactly happened?"
He was honestly curious.
How could someone supposedly so lacking in character end up sipping tea with people like Ms. Whitmore and the rest of those heavyweights? Everyone knew the professor's study wasn't a place just anyone could enter.
He and Evelyn had only managed to "sneak in" after Evelyn revealed her connection to the Redmonds' daughter-in-law, mentioning that tonight's birthday party was being held at a five-star hotel owned by her family's company, Windsor & Co. That little confession had finally convinced the Redmonds' daughter-in-law to let them upstairs.
Evelyn's brow furrowed in suspicion. "Why are you so interested in her?"
Major shot her a gentle, teasing look. "It's not that I care about her. I just want to know what she did to make my girlfriend so upset. If I ever run into her again, I'll make sure I pay her back for you."
Evelyn let out an indignant huff. "I don't want to talk about it. Just remember—she's manipulative and underhanded. Don't let her innocent face fool you."
Her uncle and aunt had been taken in by Willow's sweet, harmless act. Thank goodness her brother had seen right through that two-faced, gold-digging little snake!
Major saw that Evelyn wasn't going to say more and let it drop. He'd find out for himself eventually.
Something told him that Willow—whatever her reputation—wasn't as simple as she seemed.

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