Chapter 444. Open Book

Chantel Aeden Revia

Amara was practically an open book.

Speaking about her.

"There better be a good reason for getting me out of my bed. I'm an older woman, I need my rest. Your grace," she quickly adds at the end.

"Aren't you like thirty-five?" Lexcis questions.

"Thirty-three, thank you."

She's not that much older than me, I note.

When her eyes meet mine, she doesn't have that curious look she had earlier. She seems calmer now, almost not even present.

"I lied to you earlier," I decided to just spit it out.

Amara frowns, looking at me with a confused and slightly angered expression, "Lied about what?"

"My father's name is Dracio Ambrose."

"Sure it is," she rolls her eyes, not believing me.

"I mean it. Your sister was my mother," I insist.

"How do you know that for sure?" She questions.

Uhm. Well, actually I don't. I turn to Laurence, and he takes over.

"The files said that she had a child with