CHAPTER 15: GAMBLE

A day flew past. Just like what Aunt Esther told me, Greyson indeed reverted back to his old self. He talked to me again as if nothing had happened. He also apologized for the behavior that he showed me.

He's being indifferent and unconcerned, but I know better than that. Those times that he was staring into the emptiness didn't escape my eyes. I decided not to confront him because I know he does not want to.

"Is there a celebration?" I asked when I saw Aunt Cora, Cynthia and the other maids busy in the kitchen. They are preparing a lot of ingredients as if there's a special occasion.

"Nope. Sir Garren will arrive, so we are preparing a lot of food," Cynthia responded.

My blood ran cold. The day has finally come...

For the rest of the morning, I was preoccupied. I planned to talk to Garren as soon as he got home, but now that he's here, I don't exactly know what to do!

When Garren arrived, I was in my room. Cynthia only relayed the news to me.

"Where is he right now?"