{Julian’s pov}
Hailey doesn’t know how to stay in her damn lane. How the hell did George think it was a good idea to leave her in the Lachlan house for a full year?
Where the hell are my brothers?
I found them in the west wing sitting room—Marcus pretending to read a book he hadn’t turned a page in, Luca pouring himself whiskey like the sun hadn’t even set, and Aaron scrolling through his phone with fake disinterest. Classic.
The second I stepped in, the air shifted.
I didn’t sit.
“She knows about Eloise,” I said flatly.
That got their attention.
Aaron dropped his phone on his lap. “What the hell do you mean she knows?”
Marcus didn’t even flinch. Of course, he didn’t. “Linda told her.”
Luca muttered a curse. “Linda? That Linda?”
“Yes. Your Linda,” Marcus added without looking u
