Chapter 131
Tristan
Two days ago...
I strolled down the compound, each of my steps loud and rough on the ground. My eyes smouldered with fury as I thought about the maids who had poisoned Aaliyah's food. Clenching my hands into fists, I walked inside the living room to find Lucian standing before the maids. They were all kneeling and rubbing their palms together. Most of them were crying and praying silently.
"Which of you—"
"These are the ones," Lucian said. "Five of them knew about the poison. They planned it."
I frowned deeply as I walked toward the maids, recognizing one as Aaliyah's favorite. Her name was Bonnie. A small, frail girl of nineteen years.
"I did not think a young girl like you could hatch such a devious plan."
"I am only but a common-born," she said.
"Speak!" I yelled as Lucian dragged her out from the others.
