Exposing Brielle

MADELINE’S POV

“Do you think I would be successful tonight?" Madeline inquired for the hundredth time, staring down at the proof Sam, the guard, and her accomplice had gathered.

Printed photographs of a man the guard claimed was Brielle's father were scattered on her small bedside table, along with other material gathered in a file. She had also crept into Brielle's room some time ago, carrying the stone engraved pendant she intended to show Lord Darius.

She had practiced her speech all day, and she was more than ready to deliver her evidence before Lord, convincing him of Brielle's ills and revealing all the secrets she was allegedly holding from him.

Madeline envisioned how he would feel when she finished speaking and how he would react most importantly.

She didn't care whether he would feel sad or heartbroken. No. All Madeline cared about was bringing Brielle down and ruining her stay in the castle.

The bitch was a thief, a liar, and a traitor lurking beneath an innocent mask s