Knowing Miss Pierre’s penchant for basking in the limelight, he realized that even as Mr. Fredrick’s
fiancée, she wouldn’t pass up opportunities to stay in the public eye.
Why not immerse her in engagements, ensuring she remained too preoccupied to visit Holden’s
residence?
Confident in this approach, Shawn quickly set his plan into motion.
Some hours later, Ariana began to stir.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe room’s brightness momentarily blinded her as she blinked awake.
She squinted, trying to adjust to the light, making out the silhouette of a suited man beside her.
The fragments of her earlier vision flashed through her mind, sending her heart racing.
With heightened alertness, she strained her eyes to identify the figure.
“Miss Edwards.”
The familiar voice belonged to Shawn. The fleeting hope she’d felt deflated instantly, replaced by
profound disappointment. She replied with a brief nod, not in the mood for conversation.
“If you require anything, just let me know,” Shawn remarked, setting a glass of water nearby.
She acknowledged him with a raspy “Thank you,” but her thirst was overshadowed by the vividness of
her previous vision.
Could it truly have been mere illusion? She questioned her sanity, haunted by the recurrent glimpses of
Theodore at the most unexpected moments.
A delicate touch on Ariana’s arm drew her attention.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe looked down to find Adele nestled close.
Offering the child a tender smile, Ariana gently stroked her hair.
Shawn, sensing her distress, approached with concern.
“Miss Edwards, are you experiencing any discomfort?”
He took a moment to fill her in.
“We’ve sorted out the matter. A servant was responsible for locking you in the bathroom. Mr. Fredrick
has taken appropriate action, and she’s no longer with us. We deeply regret this incident.”
Sitting up, Ariana’s pallor reflected her troubled state, and she appeared deeply affected by the events.
“You found me in there, didn’t you? Thank you,” she murmured gratefully.
Shawn promptly corrected her misconception.