Chapter 161. Getting Through

Hilda stopped at the bedroom door and reached for the handle, her hands almost shaking. Slightly annoyed, she braced herself. Since when did she start being afraid to confront anyone in the very house she had managed to take over successfully?

The air in the house was thick with the rivalry that had been on ground, obviously between her and Lisa. She could not let it hang for too long, she had to speak with Sinclair. She was in no competition with anyone, not especially the low life woman.

She took a deep breath before opening the door and walked inside. With his back to her, Sinclair stood at the dresser, fiddling with his as he looked at his expression on the mirror. Hilda scowled at his countenance inwardly. How could he stay so composed when their lives were in disarray? Her plans actually.

“Sinclair,” Hilda called, her voice composed and mixed with haste yet making sure she maintained the authority she held in her tone. “I need to talk to you.”

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