Chapter 51 Thief

Bernice

When I finally heard the sound of his car pulling up, I steeled myself and pushed down the rising tide of anger and betrayal.

The door opened and there was Fed, still in his expensive suit from the office. His brow furrowed when he saw me standing in his study.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded, his voice sharp. "I've told you a thousand times not to come into my study without permission."

I kept my head down, face obscured in the shadows. I couldn't let him see

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