Chapter Thirteen.

Jaselle's POV.

I was already planning my next move. Being strapped to a chair and starved didn't break my resolve one bit. I was still as determined as ever to get away from him and everything else that I'm being forced to live with at the moment.

I decided to be a little bit more careful this time. I was taking a walk in the garden for some fresh air, that was the only thing I could do freely anyway when I heard voices from behind me and I thought of taking a look to see who it was.

I took slow steps towards the direction of the voice which was coming from the backyard.

As I got closer, I realized it was the maids having a chat over whilst sun-drying the laundry.

I had turned to leave but decided otherwise when I heard them bring up a topic that captured my interest.

"Don't you think it's strange that a woman who looks exactly like the boss's late wife is currently living with us here at the mansion?" One of the maids started.

She looked a bit older than I was but I was sure we wou