**Kyla's POV**
My countenance is void of any emotions. I'm as serious as I can be. It's a bet and all. I'm playing both sides to get out as soon as I can. it doesn't mean I'll allow myself to be a part of some scheme or something. I'll never allow that. Never. Especially not with someone like Richard knowing fully well there are not limits to what he does when it comes to winning a bet.
"I'm waiting. What plan?"
I ask in a more firm tone compared to my last words.
"If you're making some plan behind my back. I deserve to know so don't keep me on my toes."
"It's a surprise. If I tell you, it's gets ruined. I know your mind has probably drifted off to terrible intentions but I assure you, there's nothing like that. It's an amazing surprise and you'll love it."
I twitch my lips slightly in disbelief. I find it hard to believe as he callously referred to it as "the plan." Like it was done with someone else.