The woman's eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment, she abandoned the garlic and stood up hastily, staring at Anna in fear. “Forgive me, Mrs. Lens, please? I didn't know you were so young, after all, you're the mother of four children...” Anna squeezed her eyes shut and looked for a point of lilac light in the corner of the woman's eye, to test if she had the same gift as her mother, but she saw nothing. “Why did you mistake me for a maid?” “Well... Camille wears elegant clothes made from expensive fabrics and is looked after by the best professionals, such as hairdressers and manicurists, while you are wearing casual clothes, just like the rest of us who work for her? Camille doesn't even leave the house, but the clothes that arrive for her... She always looks elegant, even in this hot weather... Not a hair on her head is out of place.” “I think you've now learned that clothes don't define who a person is. But I'm not ashamed of your mistake. A domestic worker is just as
Anna stared at her for a long time, then smiled. “Do you really think I would help you destroy my husband's life? You're right, what he's doing to you is a crime. But... you're very wrong in some respects, Camille. Max is a powerful man with important relationships with the highest authorities in all countries. Do you really think there aren't a thousand witnesses to the fact that you seduced my husband in an attempt to secure a high position in life?” “That's not true...” “Do you really think there's the slightest chance of you escaping? You're going to spend your life here, serving as his whore in bed, until he gets tired of you. And I advise you to keep watching these movies, so that you always have something new to make him happy. Because the day your usefulness runs out, I'm not going to send you to your country. But to a ditch. Do you know what it means to eat grass by the roots, Camille? Then try to be very creative. Because I'm not a fan of my husband's practice.
Anna took a deep breath. “We don't need to and shouldn't talk about it, Adonis. I solved everything without your help. I won't have to... pay for your help.” “You had already made up your mind, even before you solved this problem, that you wouldn't accept my help, right?” “Yes. I can't betray my husband like that.” “Which one? Does staying with Alfa, your legitimate husband, mean betraying Maxwell? Or the other way around? I don't understand your way of thinking, Anna. You want me. I can see it shining in your eyes, but you reject me anyway, why?” “Because you're my friend, Adonis. We both feel affinity, but I don't love you. Desiring someone doesn't mean you actually want to be with them. Desires are fantasies. And I can fulfill any fantasy with one of my two husbands.” She finished smiling and Adonis smiled too. “Friends don't hide things from each other. Which brings me to another question: why did you keep it from me that my girlfriend was pregnant?” “Because sh
“Don't be silly! Don't you know your own daughter? I'm curious to see someone try to change that little witch's mind. She's intelligent, and despite her young age, she knows what she wants in the smallest details of her life. I like this niece of mine... And I can tell you that I'm going to attend the meetings so that I can keep in touch with her.” Adam said calmly. “She says she's going to marry you! Is she being too thorough, or did you plant that seed in her fertile mind?” Adam looked thoughtfully at Anna. “She admires my resemblance to her father and... Now that this subject has come up, I'm reminded of your mother's account... You can see your future companions, and Tayme had her vision. But the person she described to me, although very similar to me, is Ryan!” Anna rolled her eyes. “Ryan? Your cousin? I would never allow anything like that. And Tayme isn't Bruma. If any son of mine inherited that bond, it was Ian.” Anna said and Adam remained silent, but his eyes w
She smiled reassuringly, and the way she moved reminded Anna of Genevieve. “The time is right, my dear. Everything your mother prophesied will happen very soon. And then, I will teach you to manifest your power, every time it is necessary.” “What did my mother prophesy? Why didn't she write about it?” “When you come back, Anna. I'll answer all your questions.” “But I need you to understand that I will stay at Adam's mansion until my son is safe with you. Then I'll come back here. I don't know if it's safe for us to live here. I think you should go back to Scotland as soon as Ian is free. I'll meet you there.” “We can't do that!” Suzy said, as if she'd been slapped in the face. “Now that Adam is trying to get closer to his family.... He's my son. I can't just give up on him.” Anna turned to her with an icy gaze. “You can stay, Suzy. I understand that you want the best for your son, and I wouldn't want to abandon my son either.” Anna said quietly. “I can understand tha
“You already had that information, because I told you so myself.” Anna looked at him thoughtfully. “You didn't tell me about your diet, Max.” Max stared at her, turning pale. “What do you know about it?” “When I looked into your eyes, the lilac light... I saw another color, and after you touched me, I saw vice with Helen.” Anna said and closed her eyes. “I can still see it, it was like my memories, I know everything you did to her.” Max looked at her puzzled. “You don't seem upset.” “It's a lot of information, Max. What you did to Helen isn't what bothers me now. We have a bigger concern.” “What are you talking about?” “I understand that I can only see memories if they're connected to someone I know.” “And you knew Helen... That makes sense.” “And... I can see, because I'm Bruma.” Max looked at Anna thoughtfully and put his hand to his head in an involuntary gesture of understanding. Suddenly surprised and angry at what he had brought into the bosom of h
Max stared at her, simulating despair. He was feeling even more pressured, and he knew he couldn't make a decision like that, without being able to sort out his thoughts. It was the life of someone he loved at stake. And he couldn't understand his feelings at that moment. It was an internal conflict. Part of him wanted to get rid of Camille, yes, but another part was roaring for him to do justice to the young woman. Perhaps a deal so that she wouldn't denounce him. But he couldn't think straight, with his feelings diverging like that, and he couldn't let Anna, who showed the same coldness as her father, find out, because the minute she suspected that he wanted to protect Camille, because of some feeling inside him for her, he would break into the house and kill Camille, without a second thought. “What about her family, Anna? E... I feel guilty, because I'm the one who put her in this situation.” “Get her to put on a wedding dress, get one of the men to put on a suit, take a pho
“Why do you say that?” Anna asked, worried about Tayme revealing their father's secret. “She was too strange. She kept whispering in Uncle Adam's ear. They've agreed that she and I will spend the vacations with him every year. “She can't decide that. Don't worry about it. She'll forget later.” “I don't think she'll forget. She said she wants to learn to shoot, too. And she said she has a secret that she'd tell everyone if anyone tried to stop her from visiting Uncle Adam on vacation.” Anna was thoughtful and frightened. Had Tayme inherited the gift from his family? It wasn't natural for a three-year-old to be able to blackmail. She was beyond her time. I could see that this was her fault. Tayme spent a lot of time with her paternal grandmother. And she had blatant Allister traits. She didn't want to, but to save her daughter from slipping into the mud in which her grandfather and uncle lived, she would send her to boarding school. Salen College in Avallon. She knew it e