The Sheikh's Mistaken Twin - Completed.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Taking a deep breath, he entered the office, expecting to find an outer office or a desk, not just rows of desks in selected zones, not quite cubicles, more open. A buzz of activity all around him.

This wasn't the main office of Richard and Richard. This was a hub, like his security team. Researchers, yet it was so alive, chatter between them that fell silent when they noticed him, even stood up from their desks.

An older lady, hair pulled back into a bun at the nape, approached him with interest, eyes taking in his tailored suit, while the others settled behind their desks, monitoring him as they worked. She pushed thin wired glasses up her nose.

"How can I help you, sir?"

One thing he had noticed was there was no Elnora in sight. "I was looking for Miss Jacobson. Ellie Jacobson? I thought she would be working."

"It's Miss Jacobson's day off." Day off? Did he dare to hope that she was following her dreams without his help?

"I see. Is there any way of knowing where she would be? She has moved since the last time I was here." Which was all true, at the time, as far as he knew. "I'm trying to get in contact with her." 

"Sorry, I cannot release any personal information."

"Yes, I understand that. I was just wondering if you had any clues where I might find her and her Gran Violet." Throwing names around usually helped. It looked like he had to face her sister. As far as he knew, she hadn't moved or hoped she hadn't. Trying to find two sisters could be interesting. Yet there was her business and her social media life.

What if they had moved states?!

He didn't care what it took, but he would find her.

Another approached from behind, a younger woman, hair messy with a pencil sticking out from behind her ear. "You could try the library."

"Lucy," the older woman warned.

"It's a library, not her home address. If I had anyone like him come looking for me, I certainly would want someone to send him my way." She walked off.

Kaden wasn't so sure about that, wondering how Elnora would see it. As an omen. If so? Good or bad? The ways things were going were not in his favour.

"What this about a library?"

That made sense.

The woman shrugged. "What she does in her free time. Something to do with myths and children."

"Really?" Unbuttoning his jacket, he shoved his hands into his pants pockets. "Ellie loves a library." He missed having her around him, reading. The calming peace she wrapped around him. 

With everything that had happened, and what had exchanged, his father's death, the country under mourning, then the new ruling house, it had taken time.

The wedding had gone off without a hitch. Something she should've been a part of, after all the hard work she had put into it, freeing up his time.

What he missed more than anything was her with him.

He hadn't known how much until she was gone, hoping she living her life, not living in the shadows, yet also wanted her not to be noticed as he saw her. Someone very special. She touched lives, and made them better, needed her back in his life, just to breathe.

He couldn't think about not finding her worse without her in his life.

"Which library?"

"The Broadbeach one."

Well, that was something. Thanking them he headed out, back downstairs and asked the security guard where the library was, not so sure he would get help from the one who acted like a mother hen. Good to know they watched over her.