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Beau shook his head. “No.”

Aurelie looked from one man to the other, her jaw hardening. “I’m right, aren’t I? I’m Mr. Boyette’s assignment…? He’s my bodyguard…?”

Remy nodded. “Yes.”

Aurelie couldn’t look at Beau. “When did he get the assignment?”

Remy glanced at Beau.

Beau answered, “The morning of the masquerade ball.”

“Your father called us that morning and asked us to provide protection for you since you were getting death threats.” Remy tipped his head toward Beau. “Our guy, Beau, got the assignment. Your father asked that he not let you know that he was there to protect you. He was afraid that you would reject the idea. All he wanted to do was keep you safe.”

Aurelie faced Beau. “Is that how it was?”

Beau nodded. “I was under strict orders not to let you know I was there to protect you.”

Her lips pressed together as she breathed in and out through her nose before responding. “I see. Does my father know that you told me?”

Beau shook his head. “Not yet.”

“Good,” she said. “Let me do the honors.”

Beau dipped his head.

Aurelie lifted her chin and turned to Remy. “What can you do to help me?”

“I’m sure you’ve already gone through this with the sheriff,” Remy said. “It would really help if you could repeat the information so that we can get to work on it.”

“What information do you need?” she asked.

“Information about anyone who might have an issue with you, your work or your father.” Remy raised a finger for each item. “Names of old boyfriends, rejected lovers, the mailman, basically anyone you might have pissed off in the last few weeks or months.”

“I’ve been too busy working for my father for lovers or boyfriends,” she said. “You can mark them off your list.”

“What about your work with your father? I understand your philanthropy effort is to save the bayou,” Remy said. “Are you meeting resistance with the work you’re doing?”

She nodded.

“If I could get a list of the corporations or individuals you’ve encountered recently, that would be a good place to start,” Remy said. “We can run background checks on them. “

“It would help if I had my laptop,” Aurelie said. “Unfortunately, it’s in my car in Baton Rouge at my father’s house.”

Remy gave a hint of a smile. “I could have someone retrieve it for you.”

“I’d appreciate it if you could have someone give me a ride up to Baton Rouge to get my car,” she said.

“Beau will do that,” Remy said.

“I’d rather have someone else.” She lifted her chin. “Someone who hasn’t lied to me.”

Beau had expected her reaction, but it still hurt. He hadn’t wanted to keep the truth from her. Knowing her past with the boyfriend who’d turned out to be married, he understood her anger. He’d violated her trust. He wouldn’t get that back anytime soon. He’d have to earn it by proving he would never intentionally hurt her.

If she gave him the opportunity to do so. The way it appeared, she was about to shut him out of her life altogether.

“Miss Anderson,” Remy started.

“Aurelie,” she corrected.