Chapter 169. A Confession

Lady Asher stared at me directly with a malignant glare in her eyes. Her lips curled into a sly, calculating smile, sharp and unnerving. That smile was designed to hurt, to make me feel small and powerless. It hinted at secrets and small victories she had won against me.

Her eyes sparkled with a nasty glee, dark and unfathomable. There was a cruel light in them, as if she enjoyed seeing me get riled up by her.

The lines around her mouth deepened, signs of years spent scheming and deceiving. Her pale, smooth skin seemed to glow with an eerie light, but it was the cruel curve of her lips that stood out.

She locked eyes with me, her gaze intense and piercing. For a moment, I felt exposed, as if she could see right through me, into the darkest parts of my soul.

She knew her words had hit me hard. That knowledge hung between us, heavy and undeniable. There was no more pretending; the conflict between us was out in the open now. “Do you remember why your own father