Victoria's POV
He was definitely the man from the magazine. His poised demeanor, his sharp features, and the air of authority around him made that much obvious. What I didn't understand, however, was why I was meeting him instead of the journalist I had contacted.
The strangeness of it all left me disoriented, but as I stared at him longer, I felt a tug of recognition. He looked familiar—not just from the magazine cover, but from somewhere else entirely. I racked my brain, trying to place him, but the memory stayed just out of reach.
I forced myself to push aside the nagging familiarity and focus on the mission at hand. I was here to dismantle Ethan's carefully constructed lie, to expose him for the manipulative cheat he was. But the way this man stared at me, his gaze sharp and
