Chapter 152 Not Innocent

• Who was that girl? Her voice wasn’t familiar. Could it be Warren’s nurse? A lady bodyguard? No, something about the way she spoke, calm, confident, entitled, made Emily’s stomach twist. Whoever she was, she didn’t sound like a servant. She sounded like someone entitled.
• Emily shook her head, trying to brush off the unease clawing at her chest. Her temples throbbed, her thoughts tangled in confusion and fear. Whoever that woman was, she had no right to answer Warren’s phone.
• She needed to clear her mind.