Layson handed over the strand of Adela’s hair to Liam Walton before heading back to his office. There was a pile of emails waiting for him, and he needed to catch up.
As he scanned through his inbox, the phone on his desk buzzed, lighting up with Dexter’s name. Layson sighed, already anticipating the irritation.
“What is it?” Layson asked curtly.
“The arrangements are all taken care of,” Dexter replied, his tone unusually serious. “Where is Adela now?”
Layson’s brows furrowed slightly. Dexter’s concern for Adela wasn’t just casual or brotherly. There was something deeper there.
“She’s fine. You don’t need to worry about her,” Layson replied dismissively.
Dexter let out a frustrated breath on the other end. He knew Layson wouldn’t easily divulge Adela’s whereabouts. This wasn’t just a
