Chapter 22

The first thing that caught my eye was the back of a woman in a long beautiful dress whose grey hair was packed tightly into a ponytail at the top of her head. Even from her backview, she exuded authority.

She was staring at what the maids were doing at the dining table.

While still backing us, she spoke up again, her eyes not leaving what the ladies were doing.

“Honey, hurry up, Sterling will be here anytime soon.”

Then she looked at her watch.

“Alright. I've heard you,” the other voice responded.

The voice sounded close by. So I guessed it must have been coming from one of the rooms that surround the dining area.

“I guess that must be your grandmother,” I said in a whisper to Sterling. I don't even know why I was whispering.

Then I looked at Sterling's face. He had a smile on his face as he watched the woman.

“Yes,” he responded, with a proud smile. Then he shifted his gaze to me. “Remember what I said to you. We can't let them know that this is an arranged setting. Okay?”

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