+Chapter 80+

Accusing Mafia King Asher's 'mistress' of being the missing heir was ridiculous if they insisted that 'he' wasn't.

It wasn't like they could subject Caspian to some kind of test, they just needed to get footage of him admitting to the truth.

His brow furrowed as he thought hard of a method that would work.

Caspian would have his guard up against the three of them, and he would rather not get outsiders involved in this.

"I have a plan," He announced to his mate.

"And what is it?" Tammy asked patiently.

"Dahlia," He said shortly.

Tammy's brown eyes widened, "That could actually work. But how do we get her here? She's been gone for years."

"Leave that all to me." Warren leaned back in his seat, his black eyes focused.

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It felt strange to walk around the Pack house while it was dinner time. Caspian usually found a corner to stay in until he could get his meal, which wasn't often.