JOHANNA.The whole building, both interior and exterior, were searched, yet the assistant chef was nowhere to be found. Blood drained on my face. My eyes narrowed as I stared back at my foster mother, who seemed to have gotten rid of the fear in her. “Where is she?” I inquired, slamming my right fist on my left palm. “Bring her out, and I will decrease the punishment.”My foster father glanced at her. “Do you know her? Then spare yourself all these….”I passed the centre table and squatted before her, my gaze affixed on her face. “I won't beg you to bring her out, but remember that I no longer see you as my mother and would throw you to the abyss like it's done to the rogues….so you would better save yourself this mess.”“Like I said earlier, I've not seen that face before.”“Then somebody must have impersonated you, right?” I stood on my feet. “Alright, let's see who will succumb soon.” I walked away from her and took my hand fan. “They must be under house arrest with little or no fo
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