Chapter Thirty Five- Tiniest thread ever created.

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And now we're heading to the elderly section.

Meet Edward Almanoré our Noble right hand man above 😁

• I keep repeating.. these photos are either googled or stumbled upon. None belong to me.

I know I've said this before but I still have an itchy feeling that someone is gonna pick offenses against me 😑

Never the less.. before I bore you out.. here's another chapter.

Enjoy ❤️---------------------

Hunter's P.O.V.

"Dude, it's almost nine pm, where's your secretary? She isn't picking my calls" Dylan whined as he walked into my room only wearing a very loose fitting singlet and a pair of joggers.

" Do I look like someone who cares" I was sitting on the couch by the window and overviewing the area.

We could really use some lawn mowing.

" Then call her. She might not answer me but her boss might be an exception"

I laughed tremendously at his thoughts or suggestion or whatever he just vomited from his mouth.

I may have an idea on where Iris is or should I say who she's with and if I'm right then she will never answer my call.

" I have better things to do with my phone" I replied after my laughter had subsided as Dylan rested beside me.

" Yeah right" he rolled his eyes and leaned fully into the chair before taking in a deep breath and exhaling.

If this reaction is because of Iris's whereabouts, then he worries too much.

Speaking of worries..

" Does she always stay out this long" Dylan continues, interrupting me before I could start speaking.

He closed his eyes and my idiot cousin looked peaceful while trying to rest.

" Of recent" I shrugged, even though I know he couldn't see me.

His chest was rising and falling indicating he's taking slow and steady breaths, but if you weren't here a few seconds ago you'd assume he's sleeping.

I'm basically dying inside to ask Dylan if he's Louisa's Dad, but oddly I have a doubt.

I mean, Dylan's eyes are green but then again his dad's eye's are blue.

The olive skin.

The close relationship with Iris.

I've gotta know if my cousin has been smutting.

A temporary silence ensued between us then I broke it.

" Dylan?"

" Mhmmm" his eyes were still sealed shut.

" So, Iris's kid"

And then he said nothing.

I also think my eyes are deceiving me because his chest stopped moving for a second then continued.

I've struck a chord.

" Dylan?" I called out again.

" Yes?" he opened his eyes and looked straight at me.

" You didn't say anything"

" Well you didn't ask anything. You only said Iris's kid" he arched a brow.

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