'Jace Lennox... Just what kind of man was he? How many other identities did he have?'
Phoebe Faulkner couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.
All she wanted was to learn about her older brother from him.
Finn Vaughn dropped Phoebe Faulkner off at the villa and left.
Alone in the villa with nothing to do, Phoebe Faulkner doodled in her sketchbook for a while. Then she found the information about the design competition Jace Lennox had mentioned and looked through it carefully.
By the time she had gone through most of it, it was already getting late.
For the past few days, Jace Lennox had done all the cooking, and Phoebe Faulkner had guiltlessly enjoyed the five-star treatment. She had free time today; if she didn't make dinner, she would feel bad about it herself.
She went downstairs and started preparing tonight's dinner.
