Chapter 33

"Who is scared of loneliness when they are at the top?"

I was standing in his office, and although he had offered me a seat, I had declined. This was also due to the reason that I felt a feeling of great haste in my heart when I had parted with the brother and sister pair again. I would not feel comfortable until that wretched lady was out of the house and far away from the children and preferably in prison.

The tense silence dragged on before I opened my mouth to speak but Lord Rowe had beat me to it.

"I didn't know."

"How?"

He gave me the eloquent answer of a noncommittal grunt, and it made my hackles rise.

"How could you not know? That your very own niece and nephew, whose parents you have told me had passed away and are now under your care, that you didn't know they were abused?"

"Well, what would you want me to say. You don't believe my ignorance, and you are pushing for an answer that you do not believe is true."