Funeral, Emotions, Business.

Caleb's expression hardened into a frown.

He had completely forgotten.

A friend of Julia's... and a cardholder. Of course it had to be her.

Sophia.

In this life, she was just as vile as he remembered. A manipulator—and worse, a murderer.

'No surprise. Once a snake, always a snake,' he thought, forcing himself to keep his composure.

He turned briefly to Gideon, who was watching the exchange with a puzzled expression.

"Gideon, can you give us a moment—?"

"No need," Sophia cut in smoothly, her tone casual, almost amused. "I brought a friend along. They can keep each other company."

As if on cue, another woman stepped up beside her.

"May, this is Gideon. Be a dear and keep him entertained for a bit, would you?"

"Sure, that's nothing," May replied with a bright smile. She turned to Gideon and extended her hand. "Hi, I'm May."