Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 126

Ever since Finnian walked into the room, Elysia had been acting as cold as a winter morning.

When she heard his question, her eyes widened in utter disbelief. The whole situation just seemed utterly ridiculous!

She was about to retort, "You've already got Liliana, how can you even ask such a thing?" but she bit her tongue and held back.

Elysia had no idea why Finnian would ask something like that, and frankly, she didn't care to answer him properly.

Her expression turned icy once again as she said, "No comment," before turning on her heel and heading into the kitchen without so much as a backward glance.

As the kitchen door swung shut, Finnian's face fell.

Dorian, who had been quietly observing the exchange, walked over and murmured, "Finn, why'd you ask something like that? Has Amara been seeing someone else these past three years?"

His tone was tinged with surprise. With Amara's looks, he couldn't imagine her finding someone else easily. But he thought better of voicing that thought aloud.

he mused, despite the scar on her face, Amara could still look quite striking with a

behold. If she truly wanted to find someone, she probably could, he

much, just a random question," Finnian said, not bothering to elaborate further. "I better head

back as she busied herself at the stove. He frowned and said, "What was

annoyed, Elysia felt her temper flare up again at his

You're accusing me of being rude to your friend? That jerk's been awful to Ama, and not

want to get in his face and

known for his patience, and

and the two of them ended up in a full-blown argument right there in the kitchen. It ended with Elysia smashing a plate and knocking over a shelf,

see him anymore, Elysia grabbed her keys from the living room and stormed out, slamming the

Will. "I need you to dig into Amara's social circle

"Investigate Mrs. Everly?"

surprised, double-checking to make sure

life had been

iel

She even made it a point to bring Finnian lunch at the Everly Group regularly. Her routine was as predictable as clockwork, no secrets to pry into, so

lights, Finnian couldn't tell if it was Will's question or the brisk night breeze that snapped him back to reality. A wave of

muttered.