The Woman From Hell

The Yards' mansion.

Silas scrutinized me, his gaze contemplative before a smile crept onto his old face. "You're here. You've thought things through, then?"

I looked at him and could hear the self-confidence in his voice. Silas had long since known that it would not be long before I could no longer stand it and come looking for him. Narrowing my eyes, I smiled. "Yes."

He was probably confident that I would return to the Yard family. Silas was beaming. "You've decided to come back and help your brother put things in order, yes? I'll have him offer you more guidance. In the future, you will—" "Old Master Yard, you've misunderstood," I cut him off.

I noticed his grip on the cane tightening slightly. His expression instantly stiffened, and the air in the room immediately dropped.

Beside me, Sylvester tugged at me. "Sister, stop messing with Grandfather."

Shaking my head, I looked at Silas whose eyes were looking down. "Why would I mess around given my life is at stake?"

could tell that Silas had not changed. He was still a fearsome figure. I glanced at Sylvester

I looked at Silas and enunciated word by word, "Those people who came looking for me, were you

his hand away and looked at him coldly. "You'd better call me by my name, Mr. Yard. I don't deserve to

looked up at me. "What if I said yes?" His voice was

incorrigible since the start, Old Master Yard. You're still intolerable of

he was afraid that I would

"Let her speak."

Silas' order, Sylvester did not dare

through. "In order to subdue me so that I would willingly return to the Yards, you released information about me being your granddaughter to lure those people to trouble me. I thought you changed, that you were no longer as cold-blooded and as ruthless as you were before. But I know now that people don't change easily. Everything about you is engraved into your bones and can't be changed. I won't go back to the

"What does that entail?"

will lead your family's enemies to me," I requested solemnly. "I just want you to do