Back inside the mansion, Ayra tied against a chair kept staring for his questions. The grandpa still appearing shocked as if he didn't want Ayra to see something that she shouldn't have probably.
The old grandpa exhaled in frustration. Pulling his eyes up at Ayra hatefully, he scoffed casting her a hateful glare,
" You must be one of those spy that sent from Cedric, isn't it?"
Confusion puzzled across Ayra's face. She couldn't understand why Cedric would go to that extent to send a spy inside his own Grandpa's mansion. Ayra parted her lips to say something but his enraged voice came out first, reverberating throughout the space to echo dangerously,
" But what have you seen! After that, I can't keep you alive!"
Ayra brows knitted together more suspiciously. Grandpa had made the decision of killing her without thinking twice.
What did she do wrong by finding Cedric here or it was someone else?
