The world seemed to stop spinning momentarily when someone immediately recognized Hazel's true identity as Zia. Hazel's throat tightened, and she could not deny Emma's guess even though she wanted to.
On the other hand, James' eyes widened and his mouth fell open. His gaze was fixed on Hazel, not blinking at all, but he couldn't say anything either.
Unlike Eric, who didn't show much reaction.
“Zia is the woman whose photo was in your workroom earlier, isn't she, Mr. Alexander?” asked Eric.
James nodded slowly but firmly.
“Oh, I think indeed there is a slight resemblance to Miss Hazel," Eric continued.
“No. I'm sure this is Zia. Mr. James, didn't you feel something when you were near her?” Emma immediately denied Eric's words, confident in her instinct that Zia was the woman whose han
