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Lexie stared at him blankly.He’d forgotten what?

The answer hit her like a two-by-four.

He’d forgotten she had a twin.

“Daddy!”Blaire exploded from her mouse-in-the-corner spot by the door.“How could you?”

The damage was already done.Roxie had gone white as a sheet.In that instant, she looked as if she’d gone from being ready to burn up to being ice cold.

Lexie, on the other hand, felt…nothing.

No anger, no hurt, no surprise.She just wanted out.She wanted away from these people.She wanted away from this place.

“Lexie.”Her father tried to stand, but Anne Marie clutched at him and he sat back down.“I’m sorry.Please know we’re so sorry.”

Lexie took a step away and bumped into Cam.When she glanced up at his face, she saw anger and concern, but she turned away and walked towards the door.

“Forgive us, Alexandra,” her father called.“We didn’t mean to hurt you.If it counts for anything, we kept your name.It was the one thing your parents did ask for.”

“Lexie,” Cam said.For once, his low voice didn’t seem calm and controlled.“Lexie, hold on.”

She kept on going, away from it all.

Away from everything.

Chapter Ten

“Lexie!”

Cam was already at the door, all his instincts focused on getting to Lexie.This was bad.Incomprehensibly heartless.

Damn that man!

Grabbing the doorjamb, he wheeled into the hallway.She was nowhere to be found.He cursed when he heard her heels beating against the tile in the foyer and hurried after her.A maid watched with interest, but she became immersed in straightening a picture frame when he caught her staring.

Cam nearly snarled at her.That better be what everyone was doing right now, working as if their jobs depended on it.He didn’t care if the household staff wasn’t under his purview.

The front door was closing as he turned the corner.He yanked it open before it could shut.“Lexie.”

She wasn’t that far ahead of him, but she acted as if she didn’t hear him.Trotting down the steps to catch up with her, he planted himself between her and her car.The moment he saw the expression on her face, his gut tightened.Her face was smooth, too smooth.And her eyes… He’d never seen her pretty eyes look so flat.It was as if she was staring right through him.

“Are you all right?”he asked.

“Did you know?”Her voice was flat too, emotionless.There was no anger, no heat.There wasn’t even any sadness.

“Know what?”

“What my par—the Underhills did?Is that why you insisted on being here this morning?”

Cam understood she was hurting, but he gritted his teeth all the same.He was sick and tired of being lumped in with that bastard Underhill.“How the hell would I know that?”

“You told me to let you worry—and this is something that could affect the company’s reputation.”

“I…”Hell.

He took a step towards her, getting in her space.He waited for the electricity that was always between them to jump.For the first time ever, he felt the pull but not the spark.“I suspected something was off with the adoption,” he admitted.

She nodded and pressed her lips together.The reaction was small, but a flicker of energy passed between them.It sputtered out almost as quickly as it had appeared, and she dipped her chin.Her hands hung at her sides as she tried to walk past him.