Chapter 43

Diana’s POV

It was disturbing.

Seeing Arthur just eating his steak in peace, while I’m poking on my tuna because I couldn’t eat in worry. Ever since the food came, Arthur just kept asking me questions which I didn’t know the answer to. It felt like an interview, but the one doing the talking hates me and I just know I won’t get the job. It felt like that.

“That’s gonna get cold, kid. You better start eating.” He insisted as he drank his water.

I tried to calm myself down as I took the first bite of my food. Delicious, by the way. But I found it hard to swallow. I found everything hard to swallow right now, even the air. Still, I tried hard to relax. I kept chewing as I immersed myself in thought.

Arthur’s a threat, to me at least, because he knows my secret—I don’t have any solid proof against the Waynes. If he reveals that to Harry, everything will be over. But he promised he wouldn’t tell. Even though I don’t want to, I have no choice but to tr