None of Your Concern

Desmond raised an eyebrow, unfazed by the implication in her words. "I don't think it needs to be low-key. I never hide."

"Whatever," Clara rolled her eyes and turned to walk away.

"Dad, what are you hiding?" Hazel asked, curious as ever.

'Dad definitely has something from Ms. Monroe. Otherwise, Mom wouldn't be this mad,' Hazel thought, confidently connecting the dots.

There wasn't a hint of conce