Nikolai Stone: The Handsome Detective

Cattleya’s POV

I couldn't help but smile as I asked, "Are you Nikolai Stone? The one I spoke to on the phone?"

He nodded, gesturing toward a chair. "Have a seat," he said.

I sat down, a smile still playing on my lips. He sat across from me, folding his hands on the table. "I've been following the case of your twin sister, Ms. Sullivan," he began. "It's a puzzling one, even for the police."

Oh, yeah?" I said, opening my bag to show him some photos. But my stomach started growling, and he even heard it.

I bit my lip and sighed, "Actually, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

His sharp jawline clenched as he smiled at me. "Oh, me too. Let's eat breakfast first."

I stared at his piercing blue eyes and wondered why retired Detective Lew Maxwell had given me such a handsome detective.

I should focus on my sister's case instead of thinking about why I had a young, handsome detective! Get a grip, Cattleya.

He raised his hand to signal the waiter for our food. After we ordered, we chatted a little