Chapter 54 Leonhart Darwin's Memorial

Chase was in his study, having a meeting with his newly hired private investigator. It was a woman in her thirties, Brenda, who personally flew from New York to Miami. “And has this email been traced?” Brenda inquired. “Yes, it's a dead end, as expected.” “From the sound of it, whoever sent you that email, Mr. Darwin must have been part of Cara’s insidious plan. But if this email is the only thing they've sent, then they are not much of a bother.” “It confirms my belief in Cara’s foul play.” Chase said. “and that's where you come in, Brenda. I need answers, soon. Get to work.” “Yes, Mr. Darwin.” She got up, gathered her files, and headed for the door. She nearly bumped into Mirabel, who was in a bathrobe. Once Mirabel stepped in, she placed the invite on Chase’s desk. “What is this?” Chase looked over at her. The silk robe was barely covering her, and he didn't want any other man to see her looking so delicious. He glared at them. Spencer, who immediately left the room. “I see