The Woman From Hell

My heart was heavy as I stepped through the gates of Yard Mansion again. Every step I took felt like my feet had been chained like it took a lot from me just to move them.

Sylvester was standing at the door to greet me. When he saw me, his face broke into a smile.

"I knew you would come."

"You'd better not play any tricks."

I was not deceived by his smile. It looked to me like nothing more than a disguise.

Sylvester shrugged, the expression on his face seemed harmless. "Don't worry. We don't have that many tricks to play. You can leave immediately after you understand what happened. Come with me." I followed Sylvester to the study.

The place looked the same as it did before.

Pushing open the door and entering, I caught the scent of sandalwood.

Silas was in his chair. He looked in our direction when he heard us and he pointed to the seat opposite him, motioning for me to sit down.

I made my way over and sat down. "Let's hear it."

you want

to my mother's death? I only care about

up as if he was recalling

I waited for his

your own investigation. You looked into what happened the night before Millie jumped

but that was later proved to be false." I shook my

Silas's eyes widened all of

not help my hand clenching my hand on the chair as I gulped.

had heard. If that

now. I regret it, but it already happened and can't be undone." Guilt and regret

tell he was not faking any of this from

conflicted

person in front of me, my gaze speculative. Perhaps

firmly and replied, "I watched him

targeted the Grants. When Thomas took a fancy to Millie, I thought our families matched in terms of power and that they could get married. I didn't expect Millie would..." Silas did not continue but judging from his appearance, he probably could not bring himself

chill began to spread from the soles of my feet to my entire body. When I thought of my mother being forced on

breathing felt like it was about