Phoebe's POV
Harold's expression shifted, becoming mysteriously unreadable. I frowned, puzzled by the sudden change. "What's wrong?"
"I happen to own a property there as well. I had Alistair arrange for it to be cleaned recently," Harold revealed, sharing the address of his Starbrook Estate villa.
My eyes widened with genuine surprise. "No way! My place is literally right next door to yours."
Harold's response was simple. "Remarkable coincidence."
Alistair, seated behind the wheel, found himself thinking, 'What a load of nonsense. Harold, you might deceive someone as trusting as Miss Hale, but coincidences like this don't exist in reality. Plus, Starbrook Estate sits on the complete opposite side of the city from Bailey Group headquarters. Are you deliberately creating complications for yourself?'
I remained completely oblivious to any deception.
