Chapter 110: _Dining With The Enemy

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Chapter 110: _Dining With The Enemy Caroline and I didn’t discuss much about Celine after she left, but instead, I began preparing and got dressed in a day dress before I stepped out of my room, with Caroline following behind me. "So, you’re going to have breakfast without the Alpha King?" Caroline asked from beside me with a low tone, glancing around and making sure the hallway was empty. I glanced at her before I responded bluntly. "Yes, and I don’t see the problem with it. I mean, should I starve myself simply because he’s on a mission?" We finally got to the stairs and I placed my hand on the handrail as we walked down the steps. On our way, we stumbled into a few staff members, but I ignored their stares and their existence entirely. "So, did the Alpha King bring her back or what?" A maid asked her friend with a whisper but I merely smirked as I shook my head. When I finally got to the dining room, my gaze fell on the table where Celine’s mother, Madame Greyheart, was already eating, discussing something with someone on the phone. She seemed to be in a heated argument with the person, and there was no sign of Celine, causing me to pause as I placed my hand in front of Caroline’s chest, signaling her to stop. I concentrated, using my newly enhanced hearing to listen to her conversation even though she was whispering. "My daughter only started acting weird and chaotic ever since she reached out to your organization." She said with a low growl, sounding agitated. "What do you mean you don’t know anything about it? I’m telling you... Something’s different about my baby." I raised an eyebrow, glancing at Caroline who seemed confused. However, to me, this was newsworthy information. I knew it! I’ve known since before the welcoming ceremony for the South American Alpha King that there was something off about Celine. I just hadn’t been able to place my finger on it all this while. "Listen. If, for any reason, one of your scum witches has cast a spell to manipulate her, I swear to the goddess I’ll–" Before Madame Greyheart could complete that sentence, her eyebrows furrowed into a frown as she glanced at her phone screen. "They hung up on me!" She nearly squealed, banging her right fist on the table. That was my cue as I cleared my throat before I continued moving forward, with Caroline reluctantly following behind me. "Good morning, ma’am." I greeted Celine’s mother with a smile as I took a seat. However, she raised her head and glared at me before she sneered. "Keep your greetings to yourself, witch! The likes of you deserve nothing but to be burned all the way to hell!" Well... Ouch. I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly, glancing at Caroline, who stood beside me and had a look on her face as if she was suppressing a chuckle. But she definitely wanted to laugh because of Madame Greyheart’s exaggerated reaction. Anyway, Madame Greyheart grunted as she continued using her phone, typing something with an angry expression on her face. Oh... I’d hate to be the person she’s sending texts to. "Talk about dining with the enemy." Caroline suddenly muttered beside me, causing me to withhold a giggle as I glanced at her. However, Madame Greyheart raised her head just then, staring at Caroline with contempt. "What did you just say, maid?" She asked with a cold voice, momentarily forgetting the call she was on and fixing her attention on the both of us. Caroline gulped audibly, glancing at me as if she was seeking some kind of support at first. Eventually, Caroline sighed and was about to say something but I spoke up first. "She didn’t say anything insulting, ma’am." Madame Greyheart slowly turned her gaze to me, raising a curious eyebrow as if she wanted to peer into my soul with those gray eyes of hers. I wanted no more of it and tore my gaze away from her, glancing at Caroline and gesturing for her to sit beside me. However, Caroline’s eyes widened as if I had said something sacrilegious, causing her to shake her head and wave her hands. "T– There’s no need for that, ma’am." She said but I insisted. "Come on, Kaelos isn’t even here to say anything. Can’t you just–" Suddenly, Madame Greyheart scoffed, causing me to turn my gaze to her and watch as she shook her head with disdain in her eyes. "Why am I not surprised? Frolicking with a maid like she’s your friend?" She spat with disgust, causing Caroline to lower her head dejectedly. But it was clear madame Greyheart didn’t give a fuck about Caroline’s feelings as she continued. "In case you aren’t aware, witch or in case your people aren’t the same... Nobles and peasants don’t intermingle. You should carry yourself with more respect as the Alpha king’s supposed wife." I felt my blood boil as I clenched my right hand into a fist and glared at Madame Greyheart. As I did, the lights in the dining room flickered and I noticed how Caroline glanced at them with confusion and weariness. Ever since my magic awoke, it seems to be getting more unstable. I’ll need to start learning how to control it before I get discovered, but first... "Caroline, you can go to my room or just linger around. We’ll catch up later." I blurted to her with a reassuring smile as the lights stopped flickering. Caroline stared at me hesitantly, glancing at Madame Greyheart who seemed to have all her attention on me. Eventually, Caroline curtsied before she walked away, leaving me and the meanest bitch of the west alone. "You seem different..." Madam Greyheart observed, fiddling with her fingers as she scrutinized me. I scoffed, folding my arms in front of my chest as I stared back at her and acted clueless. "Well, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m perfectly fine last time I checked." Madame Greyheart smirked coldly, shaking her head before she spoke with a low voice. "You might have everyone else fooled, but I have my eyes on you. Your tricks can only last for so long." What the heck? I furrowed my eyebrows but before I could say or do anything else, I heard incoming footsteps, causing me to turn my gaze to its direction.

Chapter 110: _Dining With The Enemy

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