Chapter 115

The moment the video call connected, Molly Lund's face filled the screen. Just as Calvin had anticipated, her resemblance to Jasmine, particularly her eyes, was uncanny. They shone clear and bright, like sunlight dancing on a springtime lake. "Mr. Ford, are you coming over tonight?" Molly asked. Her voice poured through the speaker, honey-sweet and smooth. There was a hypnotic quality to it, the kind that made saying no feel like an impossibility. Calvin's chest tightened with a swirl of emotions at her words. He remembered how Jasmine had always treated him with icy detachment, yet here was Molly, her near mirror image, bold and affectionate. The contrast sent a reckless heat rising in him. A faint smirk tugged at his lips as he teased, "What? Miss me already?" He was no stranger to social gatherings. The games of love and flirtation? He understood them well. He'd just never had any interest in playing. At first, Olivia had his heart. Then, it was Jasmine. Yet no matter what