Lily froze as Graham’s cold stare bore down on her. Her heart raced, and her palms began to sweat, but she forced herself to stay calm.
She has seen him around in school and she knew exactly how ruthless he was whenever he suspected someone of going against his masters.
“Graham,” she said, forcing a small, nervous smile. “I... I just got a bit lost. This place is so huge, you know? I was just trying to find my way back to my room.”
Graham raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. He obviously did not believe anything she had to say.
“Lost?” he repeated, his voice sharp with disbelief. “You expect me to believe that?”
Lily’s heart sank. His eyes were too keen, too piercing, as if he could see straight through her.
She swallowed sliver, choosing to stick fiercely to her story.
“Yes, lost,” she insisted, trying to keep her voice steady. “It’s not like I’ve spent much time in the mansion, this is actually my first time since I was a child. It’s easy to take a wrong turn. I mean, you should know t
