Chapter 9

WARNING: Mature contents.

Miranda recoiled in terror as she gazed at the lady who had scared her. She had black hair and dark eyes, and she was quite attractive and refined, yet her tone was more authoritative.

“How did you end up here?! “She screamed

“I got lost and decided to have a seat here.” She responded.

“What in the world did you do to the painting?! “She snarled and knelt down to examine it.

“Please excuse me. Who are you?!” Miranda inquired as she stared at the lady with her arms folded.

“Emily is my name. What exactly were you doing in this section of the castle?!” She enquired.

“I got lost. I was just wondering about the castle when I got lost.” Miranda inquired as to the lady’s status within the Templetons. Is she one of the brothers’ wives? It isn’t possible. None of the brothers appear to be married, and Damien appears to despise women, but why?! She couldn’t explain herself; all she could do was think.

Emily smiled as s