A golden tulip necklace.
Henry toyed with the necklace in his hand, a secret he had yet to share with anyone, not even James.
His intuition told him that this necklace was connected to that woman in every way.
If he disclosed the existence of the necklace, that woman might vanish from his life, just like a year ago. He absolutely could not tolerate that possibility.
To expedite matters regarding the necklace, he decided to hire a private detective.
"Let me see what precious item you're holding," said William, his voice breaking Henry's concentration.
"You're back."
William stood in the doorway, wearing a silk shirt beneath a black leather jacket. His casual jeans starkly contrasted his usual attire.
While Henry made it a point to keep his shirts wrinkle-free and buttoned to the thi
