Steven had not slept well since the nightclub.
He told himself it was because of work.
But every time he closed his eyes, he saw a masked dancer in a VIP room and heard a name he had not expected to hear again.
Bella.
The next morning he slammed a file onto his desk.
“Cancel my lunch."
“Yes, Mr. Carter."
“And bring me everything you can find on Bella Hart."
The assistant hesitated. “From three years ago?"
“From then and from now," Steven said coldly. “And I want the name of the man she's been with."
“The father of her child?"
“Yes."
The assistant nodded quickly. “I'll look into it."
After the door closed, Steven paced to the window.
He tried to rewind the last three years and find the moment everything had slipped.
He had been angry that day.
But he had never intended to br
