*Olivia’s POV*

I arrived at Aneliese Clifford’s residence exactly at 8 p.m., as invited. The housekeeper greeted me:

“Mrs. Clifford is expecting you,” she said, stepping aside to let me in.

I followed the middle-aged woman, who led me to the cozy living room. There were Aneliese, Rarith, and… Rowan. When that man’s gaze landed on me, I felt a wave of nausea. I remembered the threats he’d made and wondered if anyone knew how much he despised me.

Surely Aneliese didn’t ...