CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE
EDWARD'S POV
I smiled as I continued with my meal. It was a nice sight to watch Roxanne shriek with delight and it was even nicer to know that I was responsible for the excitement on her face; even though I had almost blown the chance.
But beneath my smile of satisfaction, lay a sense of foreboding in me. Although I had ruled Dera's call as innocent, I still couldn't stop my mind from harboring suspicions.
"What if my instinct is right" I dropped my fork and placed my hands together in thought.
I knew firsthand that Dera was no good, and from the threat in her voice when I picked the call, I could deduce some animosity in her voice.
"But if she truly spoke to Roxanne with so much hatred, why then was Roxanne so delighted by obeying her order?" I furrowed my brows, it was indeed a tasking question that needed a thorough investigation.
