CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

I honestly didn't want to be part of what ever is going on presently in the Bradfords' house. It's definitely their problem, and not mine. I had mine waiting for me outside this mansion, and I needed to get to mum and aunt Kim before Mr. Daniel returns.

As I approached the front entrance of the Bradford's mansion, Nate suddenly emerged from nowhere, her slender figure blocking my path like a barricade. Her piercing gaze seemed to bore into my soul, making my heart race with frustration. I felt like screaming, 'What is the meaning of this?!' but my voice remained trapped in my throat, silenced by the oppressive tension that filled the air.

"I didn't do anything,' I protested, my words barely audible over the pounding of my pulse. She hasn't said anything yet, but I knew why she stood in my way. Nate's expression remained impassive, her arms crossed over her chest like a shield, her stance unyielding as a stone statue.

"Where to?" she asked finally, her voice dripping with a cas