Do You Trust Jacob?

**Kyle's POV***

“Alright babe, just head to the kitchen, you'll find the wine bottle on the desk.”

“Alright, I'll do so.” I immediately stood up from the dinner table to get the wine. Just as I arrived at the passage leading to the kitchen, I caught sight of the room opposite Fancy's. I remember that the last time I came, I discovered that Fancy's room was on the left and the room I'm staring at now was on the right.

This simply means the owner of the room must be Fancy's mom. This can't be real. I mean, if this is the case, then I don't have to worry about how to get through to her.

Immediately I looked behind me to observe the area. When I noticed the coast was clear, I used that as an opportunity to go into the room.

I tiptoed towards the room and found the door ajar. I peeped in and discovered no one was in.

After successfully getting in, I narrowed my eyes around the room. There ought to be something I can use against her. Just then. Even though it's been long since she worke