Chapter 83. The Assassination

“Gretta, No!”

But before I could even shield myself in front of Otis, Catherine suddenly came running towards us with her hands stretched protectively over me and Otis. I was petrified with shock because I never expected Catherine to find us on the balcony of her father’s room. How she knew we were there, I didn’t know. But my daughter was sobbing so hard she couldn’t almost breathe!

“Catherine! How did you—”

“NO! You are not hurting Mom and Uncle Otis!” Catherine screamed at Gretta and I saw Gretta’s face painted with hurt and disbelief. Her eyes glared at me widely, looking betrayed, as if thinking that I had made her look bad in the eyes of my daughter.

“I didn’t tell her anything, Gretta!” I yelled at her with a bewildered expression, "I have no idea why she is here!"

Gretta responded with a glar