Chapter 331 The Truth About It
- *Sandra's POV*
- Deborah took the most delicate sip of her mint tea like she was about to spill national secrets. “Speaking of which... how’s Sylvester?”
- The question came in soft, like a feather. But it landed like a brick. My blink was not giving subtle. I got caught in 4K with my brain buffering mid-bubble sip.