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MEETING IN THE GARDEN ELLIOT "and if he is an inspector, he's here to verify whether the Duchess is truly a
supernatural being because thats what that drunk caretaker claimed," he stated.
"Of course, | didnt believe him." He quickly added that last part when | raised an eyebrowhis life depended on
whether | was satisfied with his answer.
"But no one ever saw the asylum warden again! | searched for him for days! He was in charge of the Duchess's
twin sister, and now that inspector is here, right near the Duchess." He concluded, sharp as ever.
"Dont worry, you've done an excellent job." | opened the drawer of my desk and pulled out a small leather pouch
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfilled with gold coins.
"This is for your servicesand for your silence," | placed it on the table, fixing him with a threatening stare.
He nodded firmly.
The message was clear: open your mouth, and TI slit your throat.
"Besides, are you interested in working fordirectly? As one of my private spies?" | offered, watching his
stunned expression.
He had proven himself capableand this was also a way to keep an eye on him.
In the end, he left after accepting the offer.
Tomas would handle ---- the contracts.
| tooka sip of my drink, gazing out the window at the vast garden.
That vampire knew Katherines secretthat she was impersonating her sister.
Fate had ledto cross paths with that disgusting bastard, and now it was clear how he had uncovered my little
witchs secret.
seek KATHERINE A few days later, | took advantage of the fact that Elliot had reluctantly gone to handle some
business in the northern fields.
He didnt want to leavealone, but | convinced him that nothing would happen in just a few hours without his
watchful eye.
Behind his back, | planned for that so-called inspector to findvulnerable, just as he wanted.
Under the shade of the willow tree in the garden, | sat on a bench, reading a book in a seemingly careless
manner.
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The constant trickling of water from the fountain and the rustling of the turning pages filled my space.
| waited for him to finish acting like a perverted stalkerbecause the first thing hed lose would be his eyes.
His soft steps on the grass signaled that he was finally approaching.
A tall shadow loomed over my bowed head.
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