The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0265

While the princes were giving interviews with the camera crews, Terry and a few of his servants

escorted the candidates, including myself, on a tour of his mansion.

When the plan had been suggested, I had seen the worry in both Nicholas’s and Julian’s gazes, but their

concern was merely blinding them to the benefits of such a move. If I could take the tour, perhaps Terry

would show us to some of his more private offices. And if I could slip away…

I tried to convey as such with my eyes, unable to privately speak with Nicholas and Julian, but my efforts

only seemed to double their worry. I wouldn’t be waylaid from my plan, however. This was the reason we

had even pushed to have this event.

We needed the dirt on Terry, and this was the perfect way to find it.

Terry led the way, with the candidates behind, and the servants following. I had hoped there would be

enough of us that I would have a chance to slip away. As it was, Terry kept me in his shadow. He touched

my wrist when I dared stray too far from his side.

The gleam in his eyes made me nervous to openly disobey, almost like that was what he wanted me to

do, so that he could put into practice his promise of… breaking me.

I shuddered at the thought. I could only imagine the horrors of what that would entail. From what it

sounded like, my consent was not a part of the equation.

Finally, after several long minutes of waiting for Terry’s guard to drop, Jessica stopped him and asked

of the

real? These brushstrokes look

red with outrage. “I can assure you this is

walked closer to her and the artwork in question. He reached out, tracing the lines of the

touching

work.

step, I backed up until I was even with the servants. None of them looked at me. None

care when I

move backwards until I was near

hadn’t shown us down this hallway. I had no idea where I was

many

I found many bedrooms, some closets or storage rooms, a few

rooms, and then

across the office to make sure it was empty, I ducked inside.

in its place and no

one filled with manila folders, and began flipping through them. They all seemed innocuous: copies of electric

next year’s

was even Terry’s office at all. The walls were trimmed in gold,

in gold, even rooms he

to be directly connected to his decadence. So this room could easily be

drawer held a fancy paperweight with no papers underneath. The drawer nearest the desktop was filled with meticulously arranged

notepads. The pens were all symmetrical and identical. They

away.

to be incriminating in the slightest. Or, if it was, I would need an accounting degree to be able to tell. I

not that good.

still had time to check another room before my absence would be noticed enough for me to be actively looked for. My bathroom excuse

might

to the door, suddenly, it slammed shut.

froze and held my breath, scared even the sound

closed the door.

cease, and then I waited a minute more to

I hadn’t panicked, expecting there to be a knob to turn on the inside. There’was no lock on the inside. The only thing