Upon reaching Lion Bay’s impressive entrance, Sebastian assisted Elissa from the vehicle. “Rest well tonight, Miss Holland. I’ll return tomorrow morning at the usual time.”

“Perfect. I appreciate your reliability, Sebastian,” she replied with genuine gratitude.

“Simply fulfilling my responsibilities, Miss Holland,” he responded with professional modesty.

After watching Sebastian’s taillights disappear into the night, Elissa pivoted toward the residence. She had barely crossed the threshold into the marble-appointed foyer when her phone’s insistent chiming shattered the evening quiet.

Robin’s name appeared on the display—the same Robin whose disturbing behavior had marked their afternoon encounter.

“Robin?” Elissa accepted the call with obvious bewilderment. “Has something happened? Why are you calling at this hour?”

“Elissa. I’m positioned outside Lion Bay’s security gates, but the entry system won’t permit access,” Robin explained with barely contained urgency. “There are matters of critical importance I must discuss with you immediately.”

His words struck her like a physical blow, causing Elissa to pivot sharply toward the entrance of the gated community, alarm spreading across her features.

Robin had actually tracked her to this private residence?

“How could you possibly know…” she began, her voice trailing off as disturbing implications crystallized.

How had he discovered her current living arrangements when she had never disclosed this information?

“I owe you an apology,” Robin confessed with evident shame. “I followed your vehicle here.”

“Excuse me?” Elissa’s frown deepened dramatically as bewilderment transformed into mounting irritation. “What possible justification could you have for such behavior?”

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Robin rushed to explain his actions. “During our encounter this afternoon, your hasty departure prevented me from mentioning that your mother specifically requested I deliver something to you. That’s the sole reason for my presence here tonight.”

A simple delivery warranted this invasive surveillance?

Did such a minor errand truly justify stalking her movements?

The obvious conclusion was that his surveillance had begun immediately following their chance meeting at the restaurant, continuing throughout the entire evening.

Nevertheless, whatever her mother had sent required collection, regardless of Robin’s questionable methods.

“Remain exactly where you are,” Elissa instructed with notable coldness. “I’ll retrieve whatever my mother sent, and then you will leave immediately.”

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With a dejected tone, Robin’s voice trailed off.

Tucking her phone away with sharp efficiency, Elissa turned and strode directly toward the exit, urgency overriding protocol.

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