Chapter 88

Althaia

His comment made me smile, and pride filled my chest. He looked around at my face with a slightly soft and pained expression. A lump slowly formed in my throat.

He knew.

Mr. Vasiliev got up and snatched the note out of my hand, his eyes scanning over the words before he looked at the man in front of me with an angry look.

“What is this, Nestor?” He glared at Nestor, demanding an answer. I took a couple steps back, but Nestor didn’t seem bothered by Mr. Vasiliev’s angry tone and took a quick glance at me before looking at him.

“She reached out to me.” He said, and I noticed Mr. Vasiliev’s body tensed.

“Why?”

“She said she needed to see you. I sent her a message that she could meet you here.”

“And why didn’t you inform me of this?” He was angry, and I felt a twinge of worry for Nestor now.

“She didn’t want you to know, considering how you left things the last time.” He explained, giving Mr. Vasiliev a knowi