Noah's POV

She was under my roof now.

Not technically. Beneath it to be exact.

I had the con artist who not only played me for a fool, but also conned my grandfather and made him get early under my roof.

But instead of the peace I thought I would finally have all these years, instead... All I felt was confusion.

I couldn't decide what to do with her or when.

It had been two days already.

Nobody passes through that route, so most of the servants wouldn't even know that there was a person there.

I was contemplating starving her to death.

That felt like a befitting punishment. But...