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Then she spotted a recognizable face. Hailey, who sat at a table at the back of the restaurant, was Zara’s sister. Bartlett’s eyes narrowed, her interest piqued as she recognized that Hailey was not by herself. A man was sitting opposite her leaning on the table passionately animated with whatever he was saying. There was Hailey, in a fit of laughter, a coy smile on her face, her hand on the man’s arm. Bella’s gaze became sharper; this was not Justin, who was Hailey’s husband. This one was a younger quite impressively dressed man who appeared to be very much mesmerized by Hailey.

Bella felt the sudden urge to take her phone out; she made it look like she was scrolling but took a couple of pictures. In every image, Hailey’s posture toward the man was unmistakably friendly. A sly smile appeared on her face. One would think that Zara’s family was perfect but that was not the case. This was something which Bella had not anticipated but now the idea was blooming in her mind. These pictures