Chapter 12 The Wrong Person

“No need for thanks... Did he say anything else?” Even as her mind raced with a thousand thoughts, Selene managed to maintain a sweet smile on her face. “How did you know he had a message for me to pass on?” Matthias joyfully took an exquisite cake box from the passenger seat, handing it to her with a cloth strip. “This cake is a special gift from my friend intended for our first meeting.”