“Sloane.” The old man lazily called, and the air turned deathly still as they stared.
“Grandfather.” She finally lowered her head in submission and didn’t say anything else, but her fists were tightly clenched by her side.
“Let’s go, Olivia.” The old man called, and I followed him out of there. Of course not, without pausing in front of Sloane and giving her the nastiest smile I could muster.
Poor thing. She didn’t know it yet that the person she called grandfather was an impostor and hated her right to the very core.
If I should guess, she was also one of his chess pieces. Just like I have also just been caught in his web.
He led me inside a room. I could smell Liah’s scent even before we entered.
My heart picked up speed as the old man pushed the door open, and Liah was there. She
