Damian Hawthorne narrowed his eyes at Justin Bell's words.
"President Hawthorne, I don't think that's very likely. Think about it. Miss Luna had only ever met you. Even though you didn't speak to each other, you lived together for so long. You must have learned each other's habits."
"According to the information you gave me, Miss Luna and Miss Cecilia Nathan have completely different tastes."
"Besides, you've been looking for Miss Luna this whole time. Miss Cecilia Nathan was so in love with you back then. If she knew you were looking for her, there's no reason she wouldn't have admitted who she was."
The more Justin Bell thought about it, the less likely it seemed.
"In love with me?" Damian Hawthorne's lips curled into a cold smile. "The one she loves is Miles Sinclair, not me."
