Chapter Sixty-Two

AGNARS POV

Ever since the poison incident, I have been kind of careful with Celine. Gertrude was right about something, though.

Celine was the one who tried killing me before, and she did it yet again, but then why did she commit suicide over something she didn't even do?

The more I thought about the whole scenario, the crazier it drove me.

I immediately got tired and decided to go have some coffee before I loose it, but decided to go for a cool water instead.

I gulped down the water in a go when I remembered what I saw on the phone: she hid in the drawer.

I couldn't finish what I was reading before she stepped out of the bathroom. I quickly shoved the phone into the drawer and lay down, pretending to be asleep.

I give it to her; she is great at acting. For someone who poisoned my drink, you would expect her to show some animosity towards me, but no, she even wanted to fuck me.

"I'm dealing with a sly, killing fox with no conscience."

I need to know who she is working with and