“My guess seems accurate,” Hannah observed, her voice hardening Like cooling steel.

“Tell me, why did she punish you?”

His eyes darkened, a storm brewing within their depths.

“You made it into the organization.

Joselyn must have assumed I helped you, tattled to the boss’s wife.

” He spat the words like bitter pills.

“She.

she.

He struggled to find the words, his hands knotted into fists.

“She used my sister as a warning, said the organization has a business deal coming up.

And she wants my sister.

wants her to be part of it!”

The air crackled with unspoken horror.

“She can’t,” Winston hissed, his voice murderous.

“My sister.

.

equipped for

Something will happen.

.

it! And the

.

not to breathe a word to him, or

It’s all my fault.

couldn’t protect

plays the family card like a trump, doesn’t she? Forgetting I, too, wear

glint mirrored his own

how adept she is

as a honed blade, sliced through the

Manor,” she commanded, her eyes ablaze with a

through the air, gently tugging at their figures as Winston skillfully guided them back to

glow of lights spilled from the living room, where Amelie had invited over a group of noble

leaned affectionately against Amelie, creating an

“Good evening, Miss Mitchell.

hastened to

her hand, dismissing

Hannah, Joselyn’s radiant

disdain, remarked, “Don’t you understand the rules? Slippers are to be changed

prompting curious

A murmur arose.

“Is she Mr.

Compton’s daughter?”

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