Mr. Beaumont's words echoed in my mind. Evelyn Bella. The name felt significant, even as I denied any connection.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Beaumont. I believe you're mistaken," I said, keeping my voice steady despite the strange feeling his words had stirred within me.
He studied my face a moment longer before nodding reluctantly. "Perhaps. But the resemblance is... remarkable."
"Father," Caleb interrupted, his expression hardening. "We need to address the Johnson family directly about this deception. Their daughter deliberately misled me about her identity and her actions toward Daphne."
Daphne reached for my hand again. "Will you visit me before you leave town, Dr. Johnson? I'd like to thank you properly."
"Of course," I promised, touched by her sweet nature.
