Chapter 0267 Was it because she knew I’d choose the sublime? I don’t know… Setting my phone on record, I slip it back into my pocket, making sure not to cover the speakers. I enter the gates of the King’s mansion; the guards allowing me through, and I walk to the front door. I ring the bell, feeling my stomach twist once again. Agatha… it’s hard to believe. I brush my dripping hair back as the door is opened. “Alpha Zaia, welcome home.” The butler says, lowering his head to me. Thank you. Is anyone home?” I ask, smiling gracefully. “Yes ma’am, Madam is home.” I see. “Excellent. I’ll go wait for her. I better grab a towel first, though.” He smiles. “Of course, allow me to-” “Oh no, I’ll be fine. I’ll grab one.” I reassure him before I walk down the hallway as if heading to the laundry room, but the moment I’m out of sight, I scan the hall, trying to pick up Agatha’s location. I can’t hear anyone downstairs… I glance towards the stairs and swiftly make my way upstairs. She always retreated to her room when she had free time. The carpet beneath my feet completely silences my footsteps. Despite Ethan’s silent confirmation, I’m still in denial. Trying to wrap my head. around the fact that Agatha is indeed a part of this, despite having enough pointing at her for it to make sense. I walk down the hall and knock on the closed door of her and Aran’s bedroom. Not waiting for an answer, I open it and step inside. +15 BONUS Agatha looks startled as she stands at the door of her little lounge, shutting the door behind herself a little too quickly. That was the place that she retreated to for some reading and relaxing time. “Zaia! You startled me! How are you? Oh my, you are soaking wet. Sit down, I’ll fetch you a towel!”
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But the way she had been standing there was as if she was expecting me. I force a smile on my face. “Thank you,” I say quietly, the words making me sick. Her eyes widen before they glisten with tears. “Come sit dear,” she says as she walks over to me touching my cheek when I don’t move. Our eyes meet and once again, it feels like it can’t be true. Did you really poison your own grandchild? My heart aches at just the thought of that. How can one be so cruel? She guides me to the bed, and I sit down. “Are you alright, dear?” “I’m tired. I just wanted to come see you.” I say softly, masking my inner turmoil. “Oh, child… wait here. I’ll go get you a towel before you catch a cold and then we can. talk all about it over some hot drinks.” 2 She’s about to go to her bathroom before she slaps her forehead. “I’ll be right back. I had them clean the entire place and they took the towels. Besides, I’ll tell them to get some tea…” she explains as she leaves the room. The moment she does, my eyes harden, and I stand up, wondering if she’s clicked. She might know or she might not… but do I put her under the alpha command? I glance towards the bedroom door that stands ajar and swiftly cross the room and try to open the door to her lounge, only for it to not budge. Automatic lock? Must be since she didn’t lock it with a key. It’s one room I have never seen, as it was her haven. A place even Aran wasn’t allowed, and that makes me even more curious about it. Hearing her footsteps, I quickly walk back to the bed and sit down. +15 “Here we are!” she says as she comes over holding a towel. I take it from her before she can try to help me, not trusting her in case she’s put something on it. “Thank you,” I say, placing the towel down on the bed. Seeing her glance towards her lounge door I stand up. She looks surprised as she glances at the towel. “Are you alright, Zaia? You will catch a cold!” “A cold is nothing compared to everything I’ve been put through,” I say quietly, my eyes hardening as I look at her: “Tell me, how long have you been plotting against me?”