Fadel’s POV

I hate a lot of things, but betrayal sits at the very top. Nothing disgusts me more than someone who bites the hand that feeds them. Normally, I don’t concern myself with servants or trivial nonsense. But after Winter’s call, her shaky voice, the way she tried too hard to sound normal, I knew something was off.

Call me a freak or whatever pleases you, but I have a CCTV in my room. It is so well hidden that even I forget where it is. It used to be disconnected, meaningless, ...