Chapter 154 Why?

• CORRIE
• I don't know what could be louder, the sound of me chopping away as loud as I could or the sound of my phone going off with Emmette's phone on the screen. Or maybe the silent judgement of the maids as they wonder why on earth I was sharing the kitchen with them.
• They tried to take the knife off my hands so they could, well, do their jobs but I refuse so it wasn't a surprise when Kennedy walked in, his brows furrowed in confusion and I reduce the speed at which I was chopping and the only loud thing in the kitchen was the ringing of my phone. I paused in sweats, looking at Emmette's name blaring on the screen and back at Kennedy.