FROM HIS MAID TO HIS QUEEN
“Let’s dig deeper into Miss Lily Daniels, shall we? If we’re going to erase her, we need to know every little detail.”
I leaned in, eager.
“Start with her family.”
It didn’t take long. Celine was efficient, scrolling through old records, school archives, social media traces.
Then she froze.
“Her mother,” she murmured. “Diana Serena. Currently admitted at Lenox Hill Hospital.”
My eyes lit up.
“We’re paying her a visit,” I said, my voice cold with intent.
Celine raised an eyebrow. “A black visit?”
I nodded slowly, a smirk tugging at my lips.