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

brushstrokes look fake,”

“I can assure you this

in question. He reached out, tracing the lines of

touching

his early work. If you

with the servants. None of them looked at

or care when I stepped behind

heart hammered all the way up into my throat as I continued to move backwards until I was near a corner of a hallway. Then, just as I reached it, I turned and

I had no idea where I was going. But this was the

to ask too many questions

found many bedrooms, some closets

and then

across the office to make sure it was

with every pen in its place and no stray papers

all seemed innocuous: copies of electric and water bills, a statement from an

next year’s insurance information.

paperwork was mostly signed by Terry’s accountant, which made me wonder if this was even Terry’s office at all. The walls were trimmed in gold, but I was learning from the

things in gold, even rooms he rarely visited.

seemed to be directly connected to his decadence. So this room could easily be his accountant’s office, or just an office

turned up similar results. One drawer held a fancy paperweight with no papers underneath. The drawer nearest the

on the notepads. The pens were all symmetrical and identical. They

away.

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

not that good.

would be noticed enough for me

might stop believing.

to the door, suddenly, it slammed shut. A lock turned.

scared even the sound of breathing too loudly would bring

closed the

cease, and then I waited

to turn on the inside. There’was no lock on the inside. The only thing on the door handle was

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