gnovel Chapter 147
Chapter 147
Chapter 147: Chapter 147"Are they home?"
Rose gulped, nervous from the voice she assumed belonged to one of her aunts or grandmother. She turned around,
Victor held his mother’s hand to walk with her. She had one chance to make a good first impression on Rose.
Valerie had many questions that needed to be answered. How had Rosaline just found her way back home? It had always been a little fishy how Rosaline disappeared one day and now she was suddenly back.
The entire situation didn’t sit well with Valerie as her family had the chance of being laughed at for Victor marrying a woman who carried the daughter of the king. Many might think Victor was so foolish to believe that Rose was his.
Valerie was no longer the lady of the manor but it didn’t mean she would not meddle when needed to keep their reputation from changing. "Victor!" She gasped, frightened by the blue eyes of the man sitting with her family. How could she have missed this before?
"He is Zayne Hamilton," Victor introduced Zayne before she could run for the hills. "He is the one who escorted Rose home. She goes by Rose now."
"Hamilton," Anna muttered, staring at Zayne. She had heard the last name before. The reason why was on the tip of her tongue but it would not come out. "Why can’t it just come out? Rose," she tapped Rose’s hand. "Do you know his last name Hamilton? Why it is so important?"
Rose shook her head. She never thought about Zayne’s last name. "Would you like me to ask?"
"No. I don’t want him to think I am bothering him," Anna replied, leaving it to rest for now but it still bothered her. If she asked Olivia who always knew everything she might get the answer. "Sisters shouldn’t hide what they know from each other so if anything comes to mind, please tell me."
"I will but you must know that Zayne can hear you," Rose revealed, facing Zayne who sat watching them.
Anna’s eyes widened, the hairs on her skin standing tall. She didn’t have to look at Zayne again to know that he was staring at her. "Let us not speak of it now. We will in secret if you join me in my room tonight."
"A foreigner in your manor. Well, this is something," Valerie said, her body filled with fear. It was both an honour and yet horrifying to open the manor doors to such a visitor. "And where did Rose meet him? It is a little odd."
Rose stood up to properly address her grandmother. "We might by chance in the town I used to live in. He has helped me many times and there is nothing to fear about him."
"I will be the judge of that. Come closer," Valerie let go of Victor to offer her hand to Rose. "You look like your mother. Nothing about you has changed. Tell us everything about where you have been. I must know all of it."
Rose turned to her mother, hesitant to share about her past.
Madeline went to Rose’s side to offer help. "It is too early for that. We should eat and share stories later."
Valerie sensed they were taking her for a fool again. "What trick are you plotting now?" She questioned Madeline. It was always Madeline doing the plotting.