23. The Secret. Ophelia's Pov

I descended the stairs of the living room with a winning medal in my heart. Double threats, double win. Mason and fucking Fiona were siblings.

 What more would I know. No one fucked with me. When Mason appeared from the distance into view, our mouth were agape. Shock bulged his eyeball out of their socket and surprise made me almost trip when I wanted to walk.

 It was then the old woman chose to say something. She called Mason, her son and he replied shyly in turn. 

 I meant, it was nothing of a secret to have Mason lived in that slum, after all, I'd always saw him as a peasant. A far cry from royalty and the life Lila lived.

 I couldn't believe both siblings were comfortably living in the Mansion, probably feeding their mother with the crumbs that fell off the table here but I didn't care. I did all my findings to bring Fiona to humble obedience, and here she was, acting all meek and innocent.