Chapter 62

Greyson’s POV

It was hard to believe anything and the entire situation was extremely messy, but one thing was for sure.

Jessy was not lying.

Call it a gift or natural instinct, but I just knew when a person was lying or being deceitful and that was why it was easy to believe Freya earlier in the morning and when Emilia had come with her conspiracy I had been able to see through it.

There was one thing here though. The picture had left my room and someone had taken it. And I was determined to get to the bottom of it.

Zoe’s face was a mask of pure innocence and surprise when Jessy kept her little fingers pointed at her.

It was hard to believe the little girl that this person would have come into her room at night to plant something and threaten her alongside but she was adamant that Zoe was the ‘Mean lady

“Zoe?” I asked the three years old that currently had my two fingers in a death grip.

She nodded her head not taking her eyes off the said woman.

“Jessy? What’s the problem?” Zoe asked, brows furrowed in confusion.

The moment Zoe spoke, Jessy let go of my fingers and hugged my legs tightly with her small arms, burying her face in the material of my pants.

remained buried and she refused to

asked, once it was obvious that the girl attached to my leg was not letting go of it

office and wait there for me.” I instructed and the head maid nodded her head in understanding moving to do as told.

leg and for a full five seconds I stood there doing

pain there that I couldn’t even tell its origin. If I were asked in the moment to explain why it was there. I wouldn’t even be able to, but the sight of the blonde

those words she peeked at her surroundings

Her small fingers were still holding on to my pants but at least now her face wasn’t pressed against the side of it. I squatted in front of her until

scared?” I asked softly, hoping to

better.

She repeated my word and I nodded my head, trying to encourage her.

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Chapter 62

you?” I asked once more but there was a distracted look in her eyes already, she was observing my face sox intensely that I subtly swiped my palm across it to check if there was

She whispered again. This time taking my face in both of her small hands and looking

eyes

her gaze, because it felt like through her innocent blue–grey eyes, she could see everything in my soul. It felt like she could see everything about me and the things I had been through and done and

uncomfortable.

eyes but 1 averted my eyes from hers anyway, my life or soul

her

front of me, that was the last

you?” I asked again, more firmly this time hoping to get her

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