Mistaken Identity: The Cold CEO Unravels

ng sun cut through a ga

t returned-fire in his veins, a woman's scent, a struggle. He sat up, his hea

orning light, her face was peaceful, but her long eyelashes were

t Destiney. Who the hell was th

onspired with his business rival, drugged him, and climbed into his bed.

s of the night flooded back. She saw him, and instinctively clutched the

or to the VIP room was throw

ked by two imposing bodyguards. She'd been getting

edge of the sofa, and a strange, beautiful girl wrapp

and an empty stomach, made Elena's insides churn. She clapped a

nger, suddenly lit up. That wasn't a hangover.

guards with a wave of her hand and rushed to Elena's side, her voice

unned. Keith

ckbook from his jacket, scribbled a number, and tore out the check, throwing it in fron

paper was the ultimate insult. It wa

. She grabbed the nearest sofa cushion and, wi

ell!" she screamed, h

thrown at him in his life, stare

dmiration. This girl had spirit. She wasn't a gold-digger. An

ance to react. "Take the 'young missus' back to

ied out of the club. Keith, holding his head where the cushion had hit, watched the chaos unfold,

ot pre

voice was calm and clear. She was trying to dismantl

oung people are shy. It's alright. We'll have the family doctor give yo

ng with a tidal wave. She closed her

d lawns and fountains, and stopped before a mansion that looke

is is Elena. From now on, she is our most important guest. Her diet, her rest, every

her mother, Vivian Carroll, stepped out. They

n she saw Elena, held poss

Destiney rushed forward, trying

ath. "Miss Carroll, please mind

g gaze landing on Elena. There was no warmth,

hill in them was familiar. This wa

tone was one of pure accusation, as if Elena were a stai

cloud. He had changed clothes, but the

sen "daughter-in-law," Elena, and his suppose

"Keith, I don't know why my sister is here. Did she say so

nison. The resemblance was uncanny, but

twin sister. We only recently found each other. Perhaps beca

cool and distant like the moon; the other was suffocatingly sweet like cheap perfume. He remembere

o what? The one carrying a Buchanan he

lena's flat stomach in shock. P

said, her voice quiet but

ctoria said, waving the bu

rted to a room

the main armchair, silent and brooding. Victoria and Vivian, two matriarchs from differ

y, the family doctor emerged, a

s turne

tor said, choosing his words carefully,

ical indicators do show that she has engaged in...

nto the silent room. Every single p