EMMA POV
Robert took it, glanced at the digits, then looked back at her. “This isn’t enough,” he said, keeping his tone even. “I don’t need just a number, Natalie. I want to know where she is. Where she’s living. I want more, I cant just give her a call, she is going to reject my calls or block my number.”
Natalie bit her lip, her fingers resuming their nervous clicking. “It’s… complicated,” she mumbled, avoiding his gaze. “I don’t know exactly where she is. She moves around a lot, and she’s been keeping low profile besides her mother is sick, so please I will suggest that you bother her no more.”
Robert’s jaw tightened, but he kept his frustration in check. He could sense something off about Natalie, the way she was withholding information, dangling it just out of reach. Still, he knew
