Chapter 8

Rylie sat at the table, eating breakfast alone that morning. The words of Elina kept ringing in her head. Was that how she went about displaying her foolishness to the previous mistresses of the house? They must have been pained and also wanted to leave but unfortunately, died. Nobody knew why they died. But Rylie was sure Elina had something to do with it. Her obsession with Master Asher was enough proof.

She heard footsteps descending the stairs. Since it was just she and the master that slept in the building, she thought it was just him. As she turned around, she saw him coming down with Elina trailing behind him. When their eyes met, Elina smirked victoriously. The kind of smirk that says, 'I slept with your husband last night and there is nothing you can do about it.'

Just behind Elina was Killian who shot her a smile. She smiled back at him and asked him to join her for breakfast, completely ignoring the first two.

"I'm sorry Rylie but I can't." He refused gently.

She was d