Chapter 67 - A Tool

CHARLOTTE'S POV

Upon my arrival in the house that evening, the sight of my father sitting in the living room startled me, the look in his eyes spoke of the displeasure in his heart, I had returned earlier expecting to be home before my dad,

But from the look in his eyes, I knew he wasn't oblivious about my whereabouts,

"I have warned you about being careful in your games," He said, obviously pissed about what he had termed an act of carelessness, his features were coated in fury as he spoke, staring at me with his bloodshot eyes,

"We can't afford to arouse any suspicion, especially now that you're pregnant with George's child." He ranted, the veins on his face stuck out as he spoke, evidence of the desperation that coursed through him,

Staring back at my father, even though I had come to understand he was becoming increasingly desperate to keep up with the family's reputation, I wasn't about to allow that stop me from what I loved doing,

"Father," I uttered, picking up a defensive pos