Chapter 198- a toast to deceit

Lina sat in the grand living room of her father’s estate, a glass of wine in her hand. Her father, Mr. Davenport, lounged in his chair, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. The room was dimly lit, the crackling fire in the hearth casting shadows across the walls.

They had been waiting for this moment—a moment where they could breathe without the looming threat of Mr. Wolfe.

Lina sipped her wine, her red lips curling into a sly smile. “Father,” she ...