Chapter 127 (The New House)
- I stepped out of the sleek black car and onto the winding driveway of Logan's new mansion. The agent, a chipper woman with a wide smile, greeted us with a firm handshake. "Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Winston, and—"
- "Harriet," my voice cut her off immediately. Her smile faltered as she lifted her gaze to stare back at me, confused. "Mrs. Harriet." I repeated again.
- Her frown deepened, and once she got the hint, she cleared her throat, a small smile appearing on her lips again, although her dubious gaze flickered between Logan and me. "Sorry. You are welcome, Mrs. Harriet."