Richard Carter.
He looked at me for several seconds.
Then he said,
“You look exactly like Rachel.”
My arms tightened around Ivy.
“I need to see Julian.”
“Julian isn’t available.”
“Then tell him Claire Bennett is here.”
Something flickered across his face.
“He knows.”
That stopped me.
“He knows I’m here?”
Richard’s gaze moved toward Ivy.
He saw her curls.
Her chin.
Her eyes.
Recognition was instant.
Then his expression hardened.
“He knew you were pregnant.”
I felt cold.
