When Davis began reciting his biography, Luke Norman's brows cringed together in surprise. By the time Davis finished, Luke felt a storm of emotions coursing through him.
Nobody had ever been able to unmask his identity. Not even his closest staff at StevMel Group knew who he truly was.
He had lived in deliberate shadows, erasing every trace, severing every tie, and disassociating himself from the past…all for one purpose.
Yet here was Davis Allen, reading out his life as though it were a file laid bare before him.
A wry chuckle escaped Luke's throat, and with a resigned gesture, he gave Davis a thumbs up.
He exhaled slowly, conceding silently that he had been caught off guard. Lifting his gaze, he met Davis's steady eyes.
"When did you find out?" he asked.
"Well, I've always had a feeling," Davis replied, his tone casual but sharp. "And thanks to my wife…she noticed the very first day you met."
