"I've never talked to you about this before because it drastically changed my fate." Hank Clegg seemed to be staring up at the edge of the bathtub as he spoke this sentence.
Victoria silently watched him.
Water dampened his hair, which was slicked back so that she could see the harsh yet beautifully delicate line stretching from his forehead down to his neck.
No wonder so many women were infatuated with such a handsome profile.
Hank Clegg opened his eyes, and his eyelashes were denser than usual under the humidity of the water vapor.
"Actually, neither I nor my parents ever planned for me to become an Interpol officer, let alone that I would eventually lead an Interpol team."
"Oh?" Victoria finally uttered a single syllable of surprise.
Hank Clegg looked at Victoria.
"I don't know if I've ever mentioned it to you, but my family intended for my older brother to succeed in the family business while I engaged in politics, providing political backing for our family."
