Richard looked at Elena as though he feared she might disappear again.
“I spent ten years searching for you,” he whispered. “Private investigators. Police. Hospitals. I never stopped hoping.”
Julian’s expression changed almost immediately.
The embarrassment disappeared.
Something much uglier replaced it.
Greed.
“Baby!” he exclaimed, reaching for Elena. “I always knew there was something extraordinary about you! Mr. Kensington, I swear I treated her like a queen all these years.”
Elena stepped away.
“Don’t touch me.”
Julian blinked.
“Elena, sweetheart, emotions are running high—”
“No,” she said. “For the first time in five years, I see clearly.”
Everyone was watching now.
“You told me an hour ago to hide near the bathrooms because you were ashamed of me,” she continued. “You spent years mocking the woman who fed me when I had nothing. You treated my past like something dirty.”
Julian’s face went pale.
