Chapter 97 - The Perfect Trio

Ava sat alone in the vast bedroom, her back sinking into the plush chair as silence stretched around her. Dinner had been served, or so the maid had announced when she knocked earlier to summon her.

She’d been left to herself—abandoned after that intense confrontation with Orion, which had nearly ended with him under her dress again. This time, however, she’d resisted. She wouldn’t let herself fall into his trap.

When Ava asked where the food was, the maid had answered nervously: “Mr. Orion asked to have the plates prepared downstairs... with the others.”

The others? Ava’s brow had furrowed in confusion. “Which others?” she’d demanded, her tone sharper than she intended.

“Mr. Orion’s mother and Miss Chloe,” the maid had replied timidly.

Ava had sighed at the inevitable chaos those words carried. “How long is Mrs. Miller staying?”

The maid’s expression had mirrored her confusion. Ava clarified, her voice dry. “The older Mrs. Miller.”